Some things we grasp at are already gone:
The light from a nova, so far and so long,
The perception of darkness that comes before dawn,
The beauty of youth by the end of its song.

Look to the moment lest time pass you by:
Trust in your heartbeat and seize what it scries,
Enable your difference, and do not deny,
Find life in your being and live without lies.

Seek joy in another and escape your lone cage:
Declare your beloved before both of you age,
Embrace love's disclosures lest silence engage;
Commit to the living ere death takes the stage.