A little encouragement…

This poem really inspired me today, I hope it inspires you too!

What the Heart of the Young Heart of the Young Man Said to the Psalmist:

Well me not, in mournful numbers,

life is but an empty dream!-

For the soul is dead that slumbers,

And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!

And the grave is not its goal;

Dust thou art, to dust returnest,

was not spoken of the soul

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,

is our destined end or way;

But to act, that each to-morrow

Find is farther than to-day

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,

And out hearts though stout and brave,

still, like muffled drums, are beating

Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world’s broad field of battle,

In the bivouac of Life,

Be not like dumb, driven cattle!

Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!

Let the dead past bury its dead!

Act,- act in the living present!

Heart within, and God o’erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us

We can make our
lives sublime,

And, departing, leave behind us

Footprints on the sands of time

Footprints, that perhaps another,

Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,

A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,

Seeing, shall take heart again

Let us, then, be up and doing,

With a heart for any fate;

Still achieving, still pursuing,

Learn to labor and to wait.

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