Make angels of butterflies
and diamonds of stars
and you will see that you
are already an alchemist

Turn wind-song to symphony
and rain drops to honey
and you will grasp that you
are already a magician

Make gold from the sunlight
and silver from moon
and you will know that you
are already a sage

Turn silence to reverence
and  solitude to strength
and you will sense that you
are already a prophet

But

Make lessons of missteps
and laughter of regret
and you will be welcomed
to walk among the gods