When life whistles to awaken
One hears in the heart first
The delicate winds of vibration
Echo in the ears of our universe

Just as branches break off a tree
Pasts fly away like scars
healed to the sun

Just as a waterdrop momentarily
holds its shape
The present preciously
holds our vision

As the sky shifts to a new scene
As breath dances in the open space
A new dreamer is born

Lost in the in-between
Found in the complete

Ace