When I was young,
the smallest trick of light
could catch my eye.
Then life was new
and every new day
I thought that I could fly.
I believed in what I hoped for
and I hoped in things unseen.
I had wings and dreams could soar,
I just don't feel like flying anymore.
It is said that what is called 'the spirit of an age' is something to which one cannot return. That this spirit gradually dissipates is due to the world's coming to an end. In the same way, a single year does not have just spring or summer. A single day, too, is the same. For this reason, although one would like to change today's world back to the spirit of one hundred years or more ago, it cannot be done. Thus it is important to make the best out of every generation.
Change is coming to the world. Many fear change, and will fight it with every fiber of their being. But sometimes, change is what they need most. Sometimes change is what sets them free.
We stand upon the precipice of change. The world fears the inevitable plummet into the abyss. Watch for that moment - and when it comes, do not hesitate to leap. It is only when you fall that you learn whether you can fly.
I don't know if it's the end of something or the beginning of something. It feels like a metamorphosis, from one chapter to another, and I don't know whether to be sad or excited. I don't know if itís the end of this great period of time or is it the beginning of a career.