“Each Day, I change, Leave behind the man I was. Driven, Determined, Only to be, A better man, Than I was yesterday. The Past, My Shadow, Stretches far, Yet always, Behind me. I move forward, The beautiful light before me, Within me, Guiding my way. A constant, And never-ending, Anticipation of what I may be, Not what I have been. I evolve, Change, Become more, Each moment. For to me, I seek not completion, For surely that, Will mark my end. And I pray not, For contentment, For I know it to be, The Death, Of exquisite Aspiration.”
