We soar the skies of endless uncertainty,
Searching for a reason
For searching
For Existing.
Driven by our own Inner Strength
We reach out for the answers
To questions burning within our Souls.
We seek our own Destiny.
Why are we here?
Why have we chosen this particular time?
This particular Galaxy?
This particular existence?
Perhaps, it is because we hear the cries for help.
We are attuned to them
Because it is our Destiny
To be there when they need us.
Again and again, we reach out for them.
"Take my hand" we tell them.
"I am here to guide you.
I am here to teach you."
If we can touch the heart of just one being.
If we can answer just one single question
And spark the fire of awareness
That sleeps within ones very Soul,
Then, my Friend, we have succeeded.
We have assisted this Being on the journey
Towards that perfections which we all seek.
Towards the ultimate Glory of
Love . . . Peace . . . Understanding . . . and Enlightenment.