you're the gleaming sunshine in my heart of shadows, a ray of light in the 'dark' redirecting my power towards what i want, you're an ecstasy of joy, which i feel everywhere in the quiet, miserable life, you're the pious smell of muddy, wet soil after the torrential rain, Too refreshing, releaving all my worries Mumma, really you're a beautiful soul entirely aesthetic, 'an alluring comparison with God'