Deaf Children ought to...

...wake up and see...

There in the East is the morning sun,
where fast is the run of that virgin shine.
There in the West is the doing done,
where slow is the fade of that ancient sign.

The Darkness falls with a Moonrise.

Sound is Light.

The Spirit calls with a surprise.

Love is Right.

"Child, look and me and feel my words.

We all shine differently.

Your star is there and they know not where, yet all the while,... they'll tell you where you are but the truth is this: You are your own bright star."

Again rises One to care for the Whole.
Again rises One to light up the Soul.
Home is where we live.
Home is what we give.

Welcome Home.
To the heart of our soul.
To the light of our factuality.
To the core of their goal.
To the dark of their denied falsity.

"Deaf people ought to speak and hear in order to be successful in a hearing world."

Thereby goes a falling star...
...falling down here to bring us Home.
Teaching others what we are...
...so that the truth may always roam.

Everybody can have and use a visual language.

To all of you who are afraid...

...please come Home.