In the wake of waves, some bend and blend, Against whirling waters, some steadfastly stand. Some endure, some collapse— Life casts dice to us unknown, Mirth to some, misery to some, neither stays on And so we bear, "To each his own."
Tempests of time tease all, sparing none; Embers embrace the feeling heart, Remnants of dreams dwell in the sea.
The unoared boat sways its way To unknown shores, life journeys on; Though the path derails or the waters carry us on, It is ever for us to sail, Raise the flag, arise again, and stand tall.
