““Birthday Gospel (Sonnet 2479) The day that you are born, is the day the planet becomes a bit more human - Mother Earth whispers, let there be dawn, from the vacuum of time emerges hope in action; learning to live a little more, by the making of memories, not passing seasons; animals may grow old, humans grow whole - every scar a scripture, every joy a sermon. My brother used to say, you are the ocean in a drop; I say to you today - desert are you, deluge are you, in a crowd of fakes, only truth is you.””