Life as it should be

Ask not what good but ask why
Think not of baser joys but of ecstasy derived
Climb not the slopes of the steep but ever so populous mountains
Which promise the conqueror a venerated place,
But traverse the desolate and dusty road
Meandering away treacherous and unending into times ahead
If so the heart desireth

Live life not to emulate history
Though safe a goal it may be
Be not afraid to defy old gravitation
And take a leap to reach the stars,
To wrestle for yourself what you glimpsed
In the midst of an impossible dream