May this sadness and
seemingly endless anguish
be a prelude, not an epilogue
for many good things to come.
I suppose the is unavoidably sad at the moment for some delayed or denied expectations and hopes that these expectations would materialize at last unhindered. This experience is common to life. A melancholic poem.
Yes, let the tempest be a prelude to the coming peaceful days
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