Dear heart, this is no easy road
We've set ourselves to take
The rocks are sharp, the falls are steep,
It's so easy to break
Over the stress, the hopes, the fears,
The dreams unrealized.
This road was easier to walk, dear heart,
When it was fantasized.

But we, dear heart, don't walk in dreams,
We've chosen a different way.
We've found that we are more afraid
Of 'What could not.' than 'what may-'
What may? Well anything, dearest heart,
The highest and the low
Are ours to find, conquer, and own
If we will choose to go.

And more than that, dear heart, keep going;
This path is not one step.
It is an endless winding climb
Where no less than our best
Will mount the summit, and declare
"Eureka! I am found!"
Before we sight a higher height
And chase the rising ground.

Even so, dear heart, one step
Is just enough to take
The quest of man from earth to heaven
And break the laws we make.
"It can't be done!" Oh, is that so?
Dear heart, what do you think?
Will you seek out the great Unknown
And stand upon its brink?

Losing is gaining; to fall is to fly;
And there is joy in the climb.
Dear heart, you've chosen hardest path,
Now choose it one more time.