The storm shall pass :)

One day, the storm shall pass,
Mother Earth shall smile,
The curtains will be swept aside,
Sunshine will peer in,
Inviting me, ready but not yet.
The golden garden with its green carpet,
The soft whistle of the meadow,
The whispers of the shadow,
The sweet fragrance of the grass,
The ubiquitous vibrance of the flowers,
The dazzle of sunlight,
The sky with its might,
The melody of bees,
The strength and calmness of trees,
The coolness of the breeze
Will call me,
And in their midst, the purpose of life,
Will be achieved.
Away from the world and the maddening crowd,
I shall be proud,
Sitting in the lap of mother Earth,
Where of love there is no dearth.