you see,
the storm may never pass, it's turbulence could conjure up wreckage to what you love - a non-stop disaster coming your way

but a crevice of light is all you need;

above the viscous clouds, a rainbow has devoured you, it's welcoming colours paint you in all that is hopeful - a streak of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet, showing you there is a way

- e.a