May we all have insomnia, and the gift of inspiration
May we live in the night and take from it all the quiet serenity that exists not during daylight, and treasure it, always, savor it, always.
When it comes at last, may we all sleep soundly, our bodies reinvigorated for the toils of a new day, our minds granted visions of realities we cannot waking know, and our spirits glimpse eternity in the images dancing long before our dreaming eyes.
May we all be satisfied, no matter the circumstances, and ambitious, no matter our possessions. May we all be joyful and hearten our fellows by our company. May we love all, and be better loved, still.