Trade your pursuit of temporal ease
for a craving to change the world,
No prize on earth will match the worth
of a single passion unfurled.
At the end of your days you will stand
alone with only the work of your hands.
Don't stand empty with nothing to show,
but foundations built in the sands.
Whatever you do may not gain position,
and you may never in books be found.
But a worthy quest, doing your best,
will erase an anxious frown.
Rhythm and contentment will flow through
your veins and beat within your heart;
This is the time, right here and now,
where everything next will start.
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