Oh to run with the naivety of youth,
To jump, dive
Oh to embrace and experience
To touch and feel its pleasures and joys.
Oh to try, fail and try again.
Oh to be blind to the cliffs and canyons
of indelible experiences.
Oh to run …
The old head says,
The old head remembers the pain
of jumping, running and diving.
The sorrow of embracing.
The old head wishes
that once again,
he could run with the naivety