I dance, because I have feet, and I plan to use them.
I dance, because my eyes see beauty and have to move.
I dance, so that I can feel the rhythm.
I dance, that I may make others smile.
I dance,
hoping that you will join me.

I am afraid.
Afraid to break unbroken snow.
Afraid to shatter the cold beauty.

In the morning's chill,
The outside air is cold.
In the morning's hush,
the birds who sing are bold.
In the morning's light,
snow is all you see.
In the morning's beauty,
the world is so serene.

Through the virtues I collect
By giving and other perfections
May I become a Buddha
For the benefit of all

So
it seems that we share half the genes,
So
maybe it's true that half of me,
might be like half of you.
So
I hope I get the good parts,
your drive, your determination,
not the bad parts,
like your hypocrisy,
and your self-admiration.