LOVE RAINED

A dense feel of chilling cold, love rained,
It drizzles, and the breeze is never drained;
My twilight adheres to a smoothing mood,
All my thoughts and desires are still good.
Some  days  are dense dark and dreary, 
Moods of love withered, somewhat weary, 
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Our destiny is not the  common fate of all,
Into each life, some raindrops must fall.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI