Today,
I wanna allow myself to unwrap the scroll,
In order to reveal my purple form;
I wanna let my blood embrace my heart,
In order to manifest my rightful guide;
Like a Virgin who cooks a soup for herself;
My eyes lead me into the woods,
To witness how fairies create myths,
For us to believe;
As well as to let the wind caress my face,
To remind myself that,
A new life is born day by day;
Like a Priest who consecrates a Goblet;
I listen to whatever is said,
For the Air talks to us,
Through its breeze,
Which makes us conceive our thoughts,
As well as to speak our words;
Like the Ocean embodying a Never-ending Water;
My Spirit tastes a cherry,
To build hundreds of roads,
Leading to such trees,
For a Triumph resides,
On how bright,
We’re able to shine,
As well as to know,
How to prepare,
Our sharpest sight.