Thank you forefathers for the constellation that you
have given us all. All we see and all we feel and all we
know and all we believe. Give us the force to see it All
in every moment. Give us the force to ride the dream.
Make me never forget how to fuel the goodness.
That it grows. That my vision grows full of stars.
Good is good. And wrong is wrong. So let us be wise creators.
Let us be as one. Let us be free. Give us the ability to choose
and think freely, with the sense of love in ecstatic abundance.
May I be an individual that walks his way in exuberance.
Adding to the life there already is.
This garden is built by us all.
These words turn to dreams.
And I live it now.