Toward Mental Clarity

When the sun does not shine, I express myself
with a sword across my chest in hand.
I rather not lay down in an empty bed
with ten little daggers that stick me along my sides.

I am consciously flipping this story around.

Use tools to disregard the dreamy rainbow imagery associated with love.
Build a genuine commitment; substantial lovers hold two separate full cups.
Cut into the stone wall with the sword.
See the joyful angel gently embracing the the tip of the handle?
In this light, clarity breeds a new cycle that clears the clouds.