Never Always, Just Run

   How fortunate to be born knowing it's already too late.

      That you must seize the day on the eve of its dawn,

             savor hours that have not yet fully ripened.

                     Run before you are able to crawl,

                      Sing when you can barely speak,

                   Live because you are already dying.

              There is only this moment and it so brief.

                          Wait for nothing and none.

                                        Just run.