Upon removal of the camel from my eye, I see the shell of life released across the deserts sands.
A spark, a new light of existence is ignited, from the cradle to the grave
A renewal of the Worlds life, cultivated thru evolved states of honor, respect and love
From the new cradle World will spread with a light, spread cradle to cradle    
All form is eventually set free with the breaking of the bodies simple shell, with Life's release leaving nothing lost or left behind
Yet always others must remain in stewardship to the World re-creation, the call to duty that carries the highest form of honer to be had
And what of the first of the offspring delivered to this cradled place, where beginnings have not yet been written?
With these children come the creation of a new species, born in an unknown world just re-made, each being the only of its kind in existence
The combining of this original energy forms the perfect purpose, creating the path to the heart of this place of second chances.