[Spoken Word: Matthew Hansen]
We enter this world inspired to create, destined to ascend. Seeking the canvas on which to cast our mark. You chose many to paint yourself upon but were betrayed within. It stole the dance from your legs, the brush from your hand. Took your voice, took your vessel. A creator, wronged but it couldn't take your light, the radiance you left in your wake. The return to creation. We are forever illuminated