If you are to be a creator
Then you must be a lover
And have it within you
To give attention…
For it is our attention
That first renders
The seen, the heard, the spoken
And the felt as
Worthy and beautiful.

You must be yielding
To chance and adventure
For discovery and unplanned events
Are the encounters
That shape, mould and scar
And emerge as the forms
Of our memory in transition.
Strange and wild and new
They will stand before us in question.

They will want to know their purpose
They seek a place to be…to exist
They will demand your time
And your commitment.
It will be up to you
To provide them with meaning
A reason to be…
They must now live alongside…
They now share your destiny.