Those who say that storms bring gloominess
Have never truly felt what the storm can bring
For when I feel the thunder I feel brilliance
And when the waters fall it’s like my pain is washed away
Those who say night holds evil
Have never truly seen what night can show
For when I see the moon I see innocence
When I see the darkness I see the truth that’s hidden
For how can we tell what the darkness holds
When we choose to surround ourselves in light?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem