It began with a wonder, A desire, An unrequited love, The pursuit of something; Perhaps— A longing to be heard, To emerge From the surging torrent, To thrive Even in the wake of war; Or maybe A yearning to touch hearts, To realise the beauty of its form, To wit, The dream beholden, A devotion to share... To speak for the voiceless, Maybe to partake in greatness, Or be the influence; Possibly— The greatest motive is nothing more Awe-inspiring or sumptuous, But simply Because.