The sun rises bright and dazzling, filled with promise, just as we do the day we are born. Beings of light-with potential and purpose.
As the day goes along, do we allow clouds to get in our way, storms to overtake us? Or do we radiate our best and shine through?
When the day ends, do we set quietly unnoticed? Or do we blazon shades of color so arresting that people stop to notice all our glory?
As the day goes along, do we allow clouds to get in our way, storms to overtake us? Or do we radiate our best and shine through?
When the day ends, do we set quietly unnoticed? Or do we blazon shades of color so arresting that people stop to notice all our glory?
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