Jul 12, 2008 13:15
I have built this world with my own two hands --
softly falling petals, and a universe in a grain of sand.
I have reached the zenith of the sun over the water --
softly falling petals, and a universe in a grain of sand.
I have crafted the fountains, with fine wizened fingers,
and likewise the potter's art, and the painter's, and the writer's.
I have danced all dances, I have sung all songs --
softly falling petals, and a universe in a grain of sand.
I alienate no one, for all are sacred seeds of my form --
softly falling petals, and the universe in a grain of sand.
I am cunning, I am artifice, I am luck and I am joy.
I am softly falling petals, and the universe in a grain of sand.