Let the light reflect you.
Let it shine and gleam and glimmer off the gorgeous crevice of your cheek.
Let your arms be the type of arms that reach forward,
Guiding you toward everywhere you want to be.
Those trees you’ve enlisted to be your secret mentors:
Let them tell you you’re on your way.
Let the whole of all the colors reflect you.
Let your hands grab and take every last bit of sorrow,
And let that sorrow be
The most beautiful hue.
Let’s Get This Shindig Glowing,