Oh! Leave me to my musings and my pace.
I know the moves of life I cope. I cope.
And I will reach the pinnacle. In case
I fail to reach the top, the world, I hope
Will understand that this is no disgrace.
I struggle on and take no umbrage
On spiteful words that hurt and disparage,
Investigate all hues which do embrace,
The visage of this hill and not despair
Of haggling argument. So I proceed,
My final destination is decreed:
With deep conviction do I this declare.
Great winners are good losers, patience show,
This sage Vyogi taught us long ago.