Sun rays come as nature's easel, giving brilliant colour to what was hidden even under the passing starlit night.
Passed leaf, upon moss softened rock, come the sun rays that were promised us by the starlit sky.
The sun rays will show every flaw, yet only with open eyes can one start working to become as pure as that light.
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