You’re surrounded,
In a crowd of people,
But there’s no need to compare
Choose your own goals
Make them so specific
Make them so yours
That they have no other choice
But to wait for you to arrive
Hungry, humbled and proud
Of yourself, and this charming victory
that you will take with you
further down the road
To chase another seemingly unachievable goal
While loving what’s already yours
Spirit of Tara 