All of my life, the years and the months and the days of it, all of my life I've acted upon a stage. I've walked the boards, and not known why, it just is. Tomorrow is always up ahead, and today, well today just is. And I speak my lines as you do yours.
We are all born to a role that will last until our moment is over. And it seems so long and it feels so short before that moment is arrived at and the crossing is done.
And it is not the length of the journey, but how well it is spent that counts for all. To feel each moment, the crackle of it and the crinkle, the quiet and the loud of it, the stopping and the going, these are what counts for all.
So live your life, in the fullness of love, in the warmth of joy, and say words that will reach out to those around you, that will colour their play, their lives with the same peace and happiness that you would choose for your own.
And feel, to the very marrow of your bones, the rush of it, the life of it, the humming and the vibrating of it.
And feel the rising up to meet the wonder of it. And sink into the depth of it and know that this is why you came.
This moment when you reach out and softly touch the cheek of someone you love,
And know, that this is why you came.
