Life - Poem by Sky Welch
The limit to your existence.
Noone knows how long or short it is.
Noone can predict when you'll reach your end of the rope.
If you waste your life on dwelling on the past,
You may never make it to the bottom of the cliff that your rope hangs from.
If you waste it on building towards the future,
You'll hit the bottom too fast and too hard.
Do not think of how you got to the top in the first place.
You'll only find that you put yourself there be fault.
Instead study the animal that walk about the earth.
For most of them have already made it to the bottom,
But at their own pace, and they still have rope left to follow.
For they niether dwell on the past nor look to the future.
They live life as it is because they already know what is to come.
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