I no longer see the stars; I am the stars.

I no longer breathe the wind; I am the wind.

I am the sweet smell of honeysuckle after an evening rain.

I am the dew on the rose petals in early morning.

I am harmony and I am peace.

I am love.

Jalen "Kenken" Lenard Chua
In sorrow, my mother and father cry.

But they need not fear. For I am strong.

My heart is whole and in union with my soul.

I understand my fate and I smile.

For nature's will is my destiny.

And my guide through eternity.

Michael R. Berman, M.D.