A simple statement on our anxiousness to participate in The Plan, this painting strives to show that with the vast line-up of spirit sons and daughters of God taking the leap into mortality to continue their progression. You can see the little “trails of glory” as William Wordsworth so aptly describes it.
“Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The soul that rises with us, our life’s star
Hath elsewhere had its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy.”
(William Wordsworth (From Ode: Intimations of Immortality.)