This one is still shaken by its experience. But the experience has been one of a last breath, given up for the smile of a young child.
Given the choice now, as artist; given the choice now, of expression; given the choice now, of a life lived or not lived; this one has chosen to take the burden. For so long as it can be born.
An expansive mind, as wide as the sky; and words of graceful harmony shall be my tools. The wisdom of all the ages will be my guide. The Om shall be my teacher.
This one is now perfected – as it must be… as it is!