After turmoil, comes rest.
After complexity, simplicity.
After confusion, certainty.
After the rain, new growth.
After struggle, peace.
Coming through the other side is something to cling to when taking the hard steps of the journey, and something to rejoice in when it is reached.
Rejoicing may express itself noisily with hallelujahs and a party.
Or it may be sitting in a quiet place of calm, comfort and peace.
Peaceful art can be simple too, and still ( I hope) express all that is needed: