It is but one cloud

It is but one cloud

With its grey and cold shroud

That blocks the warmth and light

From the sun shining bright.

It is but one cloud

That has the sun bowed

And puts up unrelenting fight

With all its might

For sun is strong without a doubt

But so is this one cloud

Which braves the scorching heat

Still nurtures life upbeat

Then at last, a silver line

And there it is ... in full splendor and shine

Resplendent, aglow and warm,

Fresh after enduring a storm.

The sun ruling the sky

Shining bright and high

From and for eons

This struggle goes on and on

Poem inspired by a photo challenge prompt Sun ... for photographs please visit here.