We Walk This Road But Once

We walk this road but once in life. There is no stopping us once we're here— until the road we travel ends, and then a piece of us continues— on another road that we can't know—until the road we're on has ended. We come this way but once. It is always the first time— on whatever road we travel. It is always the first time— on whatever road we walk. Next time we walk a road, may we be gently reminded we've walked other roads before. But on this road, we shall walk but once.