Young cous you jump so high
elbows hanging off the rim.
Can it be you’ve snatched some sky
dispelling forecasts cold and grim
Be not beguiled, viewing airy flight
nor boast of your big heart.
For God filled those legs with might
and energized you from the start.
Leap unrelenting, grasp the apogee.
Live life, let nothing be denied.
Cross heavens above the sea.
Yet not deceived by foolish pride
Trust God, and soar to your goals.
Continue moving in your space.
Take no steps which are not bold
after seeking first His face.
L. Jerome Jones