Whispers Of Hope In A Gray Sky Poem by Noen Muti

Beneath the veil of gray,
The heavens weep in dismay,
A symphony of silence plays,
As clouds conceal the sun's rays.

The sky, a canvas dark and drear,
A portrait of a world so near,
Yet distant, as if we're not here,
In this cocoon of mist and fear.

The raindrops fall like gentle tears,
A lullaby for souls that hear,
A soothing balm for troubled years,
A promise that tomorrow's near.

The world is hushed in this repose,
As nature whispers in our nose,
A hymn of hope that we compose,
In this cathedral of mists and snows.