Live

Live, don't be afraid to fall. You could have died several times today-- crossing the street, refusing to speak your mind, choking because of one improper swallow, killing off a last and needed hope, breathing carbon monoxide in your house. If you were too safe and unwilling to take any risk you would have died also; you would starve, you keep yourself from taking in any air --good or bad-- bluing your face. People would see the wall when they looked at you, because you said nothing of the thoughts you claim. Worst of all the cars would pass you -- red or green light break or no break between vehicles and your feet would stay grossly welded into the grey pavements while you, unmoving watch with fear never to cross, never to advance when you are made for moving.