Where will we be?
It's quite amazing - what happens when I look at the sky.
I see in it a vast reflection of everything that I am
- of everything I'll be.
I see this great world - beaming with life,
and full of passion.
I see a great yearning,
a cry that echoes through the moonlit trees.
Do we not all want peace?
The sky gives me hope that we're moving in the right direction.
And yes, there will always be clouds.
But beyond those clouds is a great unknown
that we can open our hearts to in a breath or a dream.
This breath, right now, is a dream.
Isn't it beautiful?