We have only but a moment to make our mark;
To love and be loved;
To be forgiven;
To reach for the stars and in so doing,
To take God's hand and let Him pull us up out of the mire.
We can shout or sing or remain quiet and dream.
We can build or tear down
… things or people.
We can exalt ourselves over other human beings,
Or we can remain humble and live our lives anonymous to the masses.
But in the end, we will find that we were all each just a sixty-minute tale.
If to God a thousand years be but a day,
Then even the greatest of mortal man can triumph for just one hour.