Heard the winds speak up to you?

Heard their conspiring for you?

Felt their belief when they chase you

and when they say

That you are the one

The chosen one….

Chosen to change your own self…

Chosen to open the gates

Chosen to take the first step

Chosen to believe…

When the walks are tough they say

Is the right time that you ought to trust

That you were made not to fall

But to rise from the dust…