A day is born and a life rises,

And a path breaks through the bramble of this earth.

The life and path are one,

Watched over by the only credible witness

Our sun.

All lasting light and warmth we will ever know.

Watching with caring eyes and a tight grin,

waiting for the inevitable misstep.

Hoping s/he feels the needed correction

Some will, some will not.

Triumph and loss,

are a part of our world

But, with every corrected step

Comes knowledge and confidence

“This path is mine

And it is perfect.”

A realization is born,

and total freedom arises

As path and life – ever so slowly - blend with the sun