”I light my light,
From the darkness the sparkle is made, that evoke the fire inside.
I light my light,
From the mother I hear drums of awakening.
I light my light,
The father breathes wind underneath my wings.
I light my light,
With the knowledge that there is no light to be lit.
I light my light,
And I know that the light has always been shining bright. ”

Shining through the glass