Sunday, May 1, 2011

Stop and run

Stop to think to breathe a second
Ponder caref’lly, shout aloud
Lest we pass these lands, these fecund
Fields, these ports, this hallowed ground

Wait to watch to wonder slightly
Marvel, though the hours escape
Come prepared to impolitely
Mold this world a different shape

Live to die to conquer princes
Cherish likes that never love
Chase the soul who ne’er evinces
Clearly what brings push to shove

Speak to sing to whisper loudly
Acclimate to improvise
Train your will so you may proudly
Run the race; obtain the prize

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