atop the mountain
silent
windswept
alone

you drink in
the essence
of life

movement and shadows
colours deep
permeate
within
you

you glow
with the glory
of this gift...

creation

...the stirrings of your soul
whisper to your heart:

"follow me"

and you rise and soar
through the heavens
across the oceans
and continents

owning none
possessing all

you are life's creation

a gift to the world

rise up and shine

the time has come

carry nothing but
this
peace & beauty

dwell calmly
amidst the noise of the world

your tranquility is within

let it shine