"Sign of the Times"

One morning gazing absently
At my reflection
I realized how time,
Like a pitiless editor,
Had rewritten each line
Of my face.
Suddenly did I recognize
The preciousness
Of whatever time
I have left.
In a pulsebeat
I knew that now,
From this mountaintop,
I would use my time
To examine assumptions,
Not merely confirm conclusions;
Seek to extend praise,
Rather than offer criticism;
Strive to integrate with,
Instead of manipulate, nature;
Focus upon differentiating
Things of intrinsic worth,
From those just useful:
Above all, seize the opportunity
To attempt to repay in full
My indebtedness to others!