Gill Robb Wilson - I owe a quenchless debt to him who bade me seize my fate And hang it on the

I owe a quenchless debt to him who bade me seize my fate And hang it on the faith that I to it was adequate For when he said -you're on your own- and sauntered on away I knew that here, in four short words, was youth-s first judgment day Not wit to learn, not test of skill, not pride to satisfy, But will to walk down life in faith that life is theirs who try.

- Gill Robb Wilson

topic: Fate, Pride, Skills, Judgment Day, Short Words