Awakened by the
escalating increase
in the Cosmic Hum,
you emerge from your chrysalis.
Your bright, new wings
yet untried.
But buoyed by the
quickening solar winds,
you will surely soon fly.
Borne aloft,
above all of commotion,
you will see the bigger picture.
For you are not Icarus,
and soaring ever higher
will only be a boon.
And as you rise,
others will follow in your wake.
For the brighter you shine,
the more defined the shadows become,
guiding all those yearning to thrive
to turn towards the light.