A pure soul remains a pure soul, and a soul that loveth, loveth from infancy.
We're all born to start a life and something new but not all that get to finish it.

Many do but few does finish well with a broad smile and not a sigh.
Even at point of death,  they smile wide enough because , not only for themselves, for others and the tomorrow's people.
It's also only the few who view the span of life past, present and future:  as a twig woven of others of different material but weaves theirs to suit what is woven and what is to be woven.

What shall we say then, is it of the desire of men to shape destinies of souls of men.
Or to see them unshaped and lives ruined...

Always know when it's your call you will not fail