There you appeared, as a beam of your incandescent smile, you prompt my peace to go for another days journey. You are as plain as day, wearing a backdrop camouflage for today's mood. The master of many languages that you speak, as the rooster takes the lead to crow just to announce your arrival. My observation is keen though my vision is only suitable for 3D, I am aware. Even the worm that is buried so far beneath can still detect your grace and kiss your feet. You are the first light at day break. And the rest for the midnights. How can they say where is God or command that you show your hands as if you are guilty. You have made yourself seen, eventhough your voice has an low undertone. The universe is your evidence.