You stand poised on the curved
threshold of Paradise--at the pivotal
center of Yin and Yang
and at a pinnacle of the Eagle's ascendance.

At your back and below you plunges
the ebony abyss of uncertainty.
Before you and above you unfurls
the universal mold
of every aspiration, every inspiration
your soul has yet conceived
glistening radiant white.

You stand not alone
in Spirit my brother, my teacher.
For in the passionate fire of youth
to me you unveiled, and indeed imparted
the Flaming Pearl,
which fuels your heart cave.

Now within the Pearl's depths
your dreams burn translucent blue
in the seasoned embers of age,
and the Eagle's cry impells them to fruition.

Here, not merely as a sister sibling,
but as a sister soul--
as one sewn of a common thread,
I cleave, for reverence, to your staff of power
three bands of eternal Truth:

Dread not the ebony sea of uncertainty
that swells at your back and below you,
for decent would but usher you unto the breast
of the Flaming Pearl
that enlightens the heart of darkness.

Regard with salutations
the vortex of ebony uncertainty
ever-present amidst the light of Paradise,
for it sustains the Pearl's axis of balance;
to disgrace it is to burst the universal bubble.

The Eagle will forever fly faster than you can fall.

Thus, stride forth from your leading edge
trailing flames of glory,
that the mold of Man may know your gift
as you are known in me.