Do not despair if the sun does not rise,if dawn lingers, veiled behind unseen skies.Light is not lost, nor the world come undonethe cycle endures though hidden from some. The river still carves its path through the stone,unmoved by whether the morning has shone.Leaves do not tremble, nor branches despair,for even in shadow, the forest is there. The sun is no prisoner, nor bound to command,it moves as it must, as nature demands.And should it be absent, just for a day,it does not mean it has withered away. Embrace the moment when twilight holds fast,for change is but nature reshaping the past.The warmth will return, steady and brightbut even in darkness, there still can be light.