Let me but live my life from year to year, <br />With forward face and unreluctant soul; <br />Not hurrying to, nor turning from the goal; <br />Not mourning for the things that disappear <br />In the dim past, nor holding back in fear <br />From what the future veils; but with a whole <br />And happy heart, that pays its toll <br />To Youth and Age, and travels on with cheer. <br /> <br />So let the way wind up the hill or down, <br />O'er rough or smooth, the journey will be joy: <br />Still seeking what I sought when but a boy, <br />New friendship, high adventure, and a crown, <br />My heart will keep the courage of the quest, <br />And hope the road's last turn will be the best.<br /><br />Henry Van Dyke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-10/
