Hauling down the slides
Liting thy faith to infinite
A glow thy thoughts aside
Albeit things would go all right
Voices thee catch many,
harsh or tearing upright,
Let thy temper go muted,
Making thy actions bright
Can be done can’t be done,
let thy dreams decide
No matter how hard it goes,
Keep thy spirits high
Earliest thee may fail,
Later thee may fly
As grappling for the virtue,
Makes the execrable die
Blessed are considered those,
who takes the goal to heights
A link of touch with knowledge,
Mapping the future full of delight.
