Let your innocence drive you to
Dream and Expect,
But await the cold touch
Of Disappointment.
Prepare
And Maturity will
Cushion the blow.

Be not blind
Young stranger.

Your heart's intentions
May mask the
Order of reality,
But know this:
We must learn the bitterness of a fall
Before we are truly able to appreciate
Flight.

Fight for your pride
And win for your heart.
Brave storms of confusion
And emerge
With vast wisdom
In bounties you will never
Understand.

Rise above conformation
And build your temples
Among the stars.
This world may not
Belong to us all,
So we,
Dreamers among
Existence,
Must disregard creation to
Invent.

We must reform our lives
If we expect
To unlock our souls.