The sky is beautiful; but people walk around staring at their feet. You see so much when you take your eyes off of the ground. People are beautiful but they’re so sad, empty, forgotten luggage at a terminal. They are scared of being noticed, of being seen, yet they crave attention and affection. The world is beautiful; but people don’t see the beauty. Their averted gazes take in only pain and suffering; rainbows cannot exist without rain; yet people see the rain and are disheartened; they forget about the rainbow and the sunshine.