Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time
like dew on the tip of a leaf.
We seem to gather
At those times unknown;
Tread upon the bridge of life
Pondering our plight-
Where to roam
The deep, dark waters
Current running free
We stand transfixed
Where should we be?
We know what has been
Imbedded forever in our memory
Is still a mystery
Before us now
Only One does hold the key
We watch for sunlit dancing signs
A revelation of infinite designs
Yet often it lies within our soul
Answered in a prayer
We often are told
Bridges through a lifetime
There is no detour found
We all must cross them one by one
One destination for all;
We are bound
If I am walking with two other men,
each of them will serve as my teacher.
I will pick out the good points of the one and imitate them,
and the bad points of the other and correct them in myself.
Alberto Di Donato
The famous german cross-over violinist is playing one of his own compositions, “Lost Memory”.
You have to grow from the inside out.
None can teach you, none can make you spiritual.
There is no other teacher but your own soul.
“The more you take responsibility for your past and present,
the more you are able to create the future you seek.”