I have nothing to say except...

May we be blessed,

May we discover what is ours and what is not ours,

May we find a way out of,

The walls we build around ourselves,

And may we trust the goodness 

Of life, ourselves, people and nature,

May we find the strength to face, 

Our callings,

Not turn away even when the light

Is too bright,

Or there are a thousand ways 

To escape the truth,

That life is glorious, beautiful, sacred, 

And challenging,

May we be what we are,

And offer blessings to friends, relatives, 

Ancestors and strangers,

May we fight for our own 

Existence,

When surviving means,

I don't even know,

Just staring death, pain and insanity in the face 

And saying I am,

And worship what must be 

Honored,

So that the order of the world,

Is held by love,

Which means that truth,

Is what remains after,

Disillusionment,

What is,

And in joyful wisdom,

Serve.

By Rayan