Wind become the breath I breathe, light enter into my eye a vision of what is above us. Even in darkness, I absorb things; even in silence, my ears feel the hollow of these hallways. I have lit candles all along the way, and some have even given light to those who came my way — quite by accident. I have given hope to a tragic few, whose names I must not name, that they had a hero in this ordinary soul, for those who were great were too far over them…. And I have dreamed of light that filled the marrows of my bones, erasing all that I pretend to be, to reveal that which was beneath all the façades, nothing but that which looked out from his I am. And I exhale the breath that joins again the breezes, and all I need of flight is love, love being everywhere to any of we who would believe….