Close your eyes and in your mind you'll see me--
A five-year old boy, bright-eyed and carefree,
Running barefoot on our North Expressway
Empty of rushing traffic on that day,
For the year then was 1939...
Running fast on that road was safe and fine,
Except that on that quiet afternoon
Each time I looked up, there was still that wan moon
Daring, urging me to run much faster,
Always above me in mocking laughter...
Yes, now I know the world I can't outrun,
Since God's vast cosmos and myself are one.
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