"Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind."
We have mountain views from every window of our house, but when there's a heavy cloud cover, or it's raining, we can't see them at all. And in my experience, life is like that. The view- the happy perspective- is always there, but sometimes it's blocked- by our fear or our consuming desire to control things, or our anger, or our hunger, or whatever it may be.
But just as the cloud cover passes and clear skies return, the vista always reveals itself again eventually. And it's never so sweet as when we have missed it for days on end.
When I feel petulant and moody, I know that eventually, good feelings and happiness will find me yet again.