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.