Come on! seize that hard fought road! <br />That steady stained and chiselled path, <br />Scratched out from our chalk filled thoughts <br />Which touches on our naked dreams. <br />For it is the here, and that ever now <br />That desperately pleads to be run upon. <br />So Let us run! <br />Run with all our bloody heart's desire <br />and all our open worth; <br />Before times iron scythe slips <br />and casts its cold lot against us. <br />For the day is not as young, <br />with an ever eager pumping breast, <br />It tends to wander without rest. <br /> <br />Come on! let us seize this day! <br />For destiny is on the horizon, <br />And the shades are very close <br />I can sense their bated breath, <br />That hints of rare design upon the line. <br />With her flag raised, <br />Fate reaches out and begs for us <br />To reach for the that sacred open door. <br />So finally let us note, <br />that a pen stands, <br />where a sacred sword once stood, <br />Yet it renders and cleaves better, <br />than any solid weapon ever could.<br /><br />Andrew David Dalby<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/carpe-viam-carpe-diem/
