At times the wind blows but nothing breathes, Changes arrive but we never leave, As dark as this life may seem, Live it as we are in our dreams. It is then that beauty arrives, To wake us up and come alive, Guide our eyes to the sky, To look within and we will shine. Keep the flame of hope burning bright, To make our candles come to life, And then the winds blow and we begin to breathe, To hold that moment that never leaves. Seek the beauty within ourselves, Grasp the life we hold deep inside, Find all the life from our self, Until we reflect the light from our eyes.
-Patrick Graven
