Never Always, Just Run

                    How fortunate to be born knowing

                        your sojourn on this pale blue

                            dot will not last forever.

                        That you must seize the day

                     before it dawns and savor hours

                          that are not yet fully ripe.

                       Run when you can barely crawl,

                     sing though you can hardly speak,

                    live because you are already dying.

                        You will have only a moment,

                           so brilliant, and so brief.

                                 Wait for nothing

                                and none. Just run.