If there was … would I …
If there was a colour to paint my essence, a music to surround and weave as the journey of my life
If there was a moment when each experience of my being could be released upon the sky of my soul as the sunrise of a newly birthing consciousness
If I could begin, in this moment now, from an acceptance, an inner peace, from the gradual realisation that my path is unknown
If I could hold in stillness – for one, perfect moment of silence – the vision of my purpose within the spirit of life
Would I begin
Would I hold a glimpse of possibility, a taste of the freedom that would be
If I was to know and live who I really am.