“Spring nearly over now and the world destroying time brings summer here. In youth we stood with our highest chins against it, our strongest postures, our suntanned faces, yet now which of us is such willing slaves? We waste what little we grasp in our fingertips from year to year and some have even crossed from age to age. We cannot bring anything back but memory and even our precious treasure diminishes each day, until we spend it all. Lay the contents of your pockets upon the table and take a real accounting of what you have and have not. What cash and coin have we gained? Be still and recall the bobbing and shrinking flowers that bounced under winter rain, and the golden dome that sank below the rim of the horizon and consider your dead or dying youthful passions. You can’t bring back your strongest age. You cannot bring back your strongest gaze that pierced past life’s dark and impenetrable veil. The sunset shrinks and the night is still and we are weak and pale without our dreams. Cover your eyes and look away from memory and your secret indecisions. Your bones know what your mind cannot. Act upon it. Act upon it. Act upon it.”

This picture of a French Resistance fighter resting between battle moved me. I realize that many of us in youth were young lions that tasted the world and knew blood. We sank our teeth into it yet became toothless with age for there’s nothing to chase across the plains any longer. Don’t let that be. What is youth doing today to advance the world? What are politicians doing to fight against evil? Some of them do nothing….fighters came and went and left behind a legacy. Where is yours or what line do you follow? Rise up LION and be hungry again!

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