Azro....taken frm elvin's blog

Azaro.
The spirit-child wanting to be born.
In us, Azaro lives; for We are that spirit-child.
Rebellious and defiant, of hope, of freedom, of potential
There is a Glory, an Honour
in Existence, in Being; in Novelty, in Struggle
In the face of adversity, a valour in fighting
The courage and determination to believe:
no injustice lasts forever
no love ever dies
no light ever extinguished
no road ever complete
no way ever definitive
no truth ever final
“Grow where life puts you down”
Of Claim-ation; of Inscription
Of Agency; of Subjecthood; of Empowerment
To revel in the carnivalesque
the refusal to be, the right to be
It’s a liberation, not a subjugation
Yes, We are that spirit-child. Azaro.
A stillness. A silence. A Dream. A Life.