Unveil

Pride sleeps alone. Especially when stirred. Why not bring up a point that ends in happiness? Shout it into the argument.

Why toe the line in a place where the sand is endless? The tiny, infinite, and perfect crystals merge into one beautiful God accomplishment. They blush and bow as they dance together. They titter as your footsteps approach.

Busy your day with the Love that scratches the sky with her generous gift. You know of this undisputed raking Love. She hovers behind cumulonimbus clouds; she is ready to be the storm.

The rainbows hiding under the black tarry wax reveal beauty one minute at a time through a careful unveiling. Pick up your orange stick and begin scratching the art.