Unknown
I know not who I am
For my life has barely begun.
And yet I know what shall
Become of my life.
Or do I?
Do I really know where my
Future will take me?
Do I know what tomorrow will yield?
The answer is no.
I do not know what my
Future will bring.
I do not know what shall
Become of my life.
How is that?
How is it that I, who knows
myself better than any other,
knows not where I am bound?
If I do not know my own course,
Then how do you?
How do you, who knows yourself
Better than any other, not know
Where you are bound?
And if you do not know,
How will you plan?
How will you think?
How will you continue to live?
The answer is simple.
You will blitz every day
As if it is your last.
You will not dwell on what
You do not know, for that
is the nature of the universe.
You will live however you wish
and never regret not knowing
how you will live.
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