The Sunray Still Shines

In the mood of anguish, in the sulk of pines,
in the state of languish the sunray still shines.

In the mood of fuddle, in the doubt of signs,
in the state of muddle the sunray still shines.

In the mood of claptrap, in the flush of steins,
in the state of mishap the sunray still shines..

In the mood of wrangle, in the knot of twines,
in the state of tangle the sunray still shines.

In the mood of uncouth, in the cross of lines,
in the state of untruth the sunray still shines.

In the mood of heartbreak, in the qualm of whines,
in the state of headache the sunray still shines.