"I dreamt I was born a girl, living alone alone in the world, passing the hours away.

I looked into the face of sorrow, tempted by the taste of tomorrow, and the scent of yesterday. 

 

But that was only a dream of a dream, this world is not what it seems.

We are the wind the carries the seeds, we are the roots of the Banyan Tree.

We are love offered on the wing that stretches across eternity.

We are a chord in life's symphony, we are the Silent Awakening."

 

-from the Silent Awakening, by Tina Malia