The Albino Peacock and the Shoe Shine Kit to Life

The colors of life blur sometimes into an unmistakable creature of beauty Like the peacock crossing the road just to see the field of flowers in an exquisite hue of rosy pink on the other side of the pavement. A creature of beauty takes pains to gaze at another. And it's just another mirror that gives a taste of the love inside my heart. Have a sample, we'll market it, and pass it out in super markets. Sell it as a deli side dish and fill the world up with it. There's plenty to go around! It comes to me in a smirk sometimes. I can't hide. A little twinkling smile that grows at the sides of my pink lips like a weed I can't put a stop to. Morning glory escape. all consuming thing of wonder. the flower that swallows you up. but, what a way to go. and truly, this morning glory boa is catch and release. Sucking you into its tight whirlwind of exotic, intoxicating emotions, experiences and then dropping you flat on your ass with a ridiculous smile on your face and laughter in your eyes. For months afterward you'll hear the whisper in your ear: 'Go fly now little birdy; and don't be scared.' Remember what you learned today all wrapped up tight in your creature of beauty. Remember the song you were taught. Your new ABC's. Love openly, give away the best of who you are and trust that it will be returned to you in better shape than when you gave it. Giving is your shoe shine kit to life, my friend.
Give and Love indiscriminately.