Forge on

Forge on,
One foot following
The path so many
Before have trod,
Softly,  not nearly
As head strong
And willing
To make a mark
Upon the canvas,
But, onward
The pulse within
This flesh
Does pound.

"Go on, go on, go on,"
All will be well,
Until it is not...
And at that point
Your ashes will
Already have been strewn
And spirit will encircle
Another to take your place
In this history of change.

Until that time,
"Go on, go on, go on, "
For today you strive
For change.