Lights rise to ignite the hues to a vivid playfulness.
The lights played above as the woven threads of our souls.
Hope is an act of true courage from the bravest part of your soul. To open your eyes and be willing to see that the road to better things is challenging and full of effort, that's good, that's how this broken world will get fixed.
Lights come upon white horses into the night.
The lights come as if God is writing "hope" with electric-neon crayon.
