THE CONDUCT OF LIFE
Here I stand in time
Staring at my life
I see past my parted years, to my virgin self unwed
To the child, to the maze, to the flesh I have been bred
To the mysteries of my fate, and through all my years ahead
I see a man
So old
He has little left unsaid
I see a boy
At peace
Time is free and so widespread
I see myself, right now, a frayed book still half unread
So much has long been written, and so much still waits ahead
I see my life
In full
A thousand fears run through my head
Fears, doubts, questions reign within:
Have I grown to be the man that I dreamed to be in youth?
Can I look upon myself and judge myself in truth?
Am I on a worthy road to find my worth inside?
And when my time has come to close
Will I close my eyes with pride?
Here I stand in time as my life unfolds as one
I see it all, though still, my sight has yet begun
I see my youth, myself, the years that yet remain
I see a boy, a man, forever one the same
I see my life
In full
How shall I bear my name?