Sometimes the storms of life crash wildly against our minds, tears rain down and pool together in lakes of sorrow. And darkness falls slowly over us on a shroud of decay. Then something happens - the wind changes, the clouds break and light suddenly shines on the failing mist to reveal an arc of colours long forgotten. And it reminds us that true beauty can still grow from true sadness; that some of the most wonderful things in life are born from the depths of despair.