At this hour I am waking up.

Reality is calling me.

It's here, it's happening.

Life springs from every space it fills.

Every pain, every wait, every joy.

Every song of a bird I never pay attention to.

Everything shouts my name.

Come, look, live.

Give up your drowsiness.

And I come, I look, I live.

And I give myself up.

And I find myself.

I find reality.

A reality I never lost.

I was always here.

I was always enlightened.

But it's time to wake up.

It's time to come, to look, to live.

It's time to reign at my inner center.

To act by my own will.

At this hour I am already falling silent.