#2 A Powerful Presence

It is not the length of one's spine

The shade of one's wrappings

The answers in one's mind

Nor the design of one's form

Rather it is the gentle squaring of one's shoulders

The humble lift of one's chin

The firm step on moving sand

The saying yes when something to give

The taking of breath when much to learn

And the seeing of richness in the darkness that brings light.