If you look underneath peace, you might hear the soft cries of those who laid down their life for it.
The swirl of loneliness sounds like the ticking clock hung in the dead center of the room.
The hiding place of rain shivers underneath God's eyelids—tears waiting to drip down His cheek.

But, when you toss sadness to the wind, it returns as a faint voice in your head—telling you it will be okay.
If you turn hope on high, you'll see a rainy day turn into a faint rainbow behind the clouds in the sky.
When you tiptoe through the valley of happiness, you might find loved ones—waiting to embrace you in their arms.