All this beauty is yours. All of these stars shine and all of these flowers bloom for you. The misty mountains were carved out with your pleasure in mind, and the sparkles of afternoon sun on the water are to favor your eyes. The peacocks blazon, the wolves howl, and skies blush for you; and the ways of the dancing dragonfly, the ringing bluebells, the swooning lovebirds, and the giggling springs are your ways as well.

All of this freedom, this creativity, this joy, is yours. It’s your own reflection on display in these brightly colored wings. It is of your inimitable beauty that the songbirds sing. You too carry every season within you, just like the leaves of trees transforming through the spring, summer, and fall; and like the flowers whose seeds are wrapped in elaborate gowns of wine and coral, saffron, violet, and plum, you too hold the…