Let the ties of your heart loose and shake down soft streams from your fine feathered dreamings.
Allow them to fly, and take wing into life's pathway of unlimitedΒ Β space, where failure is not to be found, and where moreover, fear will never appear again.
Your choice is unbounded.
Do not die before living your dreams.
Find your zeal in life's hidden field where you pick every love-seed.
Grow it slowly into a very large tree, the fruits of which free you to blossom again, and which when ate help you live wisely, then your heart will know for sure it has a fine purpose , you are born to live.