Blessed be thee, thou the voyager of the sea called life
And thy boat shall be God over which you shall prevail-
And the wind shall be the opportunities, which thou shan't achieve by strife.
Let thy blessed boat sail above the so called accomplished vale.
‘Farewell', cried thy crewmen on board
To those who were below, got down and bowed.
Let sails make our boat sail over the sea of seas!
Behold this, the adventure of life you shall foresee.
Destiny shall be, the far off vales you call success
You need to cross the river of tests.
Pray all men, mighty and, riders of seven seas!
For your wellbeing and welfare!
Bid farewell to your guiding stars-
And to their prophecies; God's love that out pars!
Until you realise, success shall be to you,
When you know who you are, instead of following others, live like how you grew!
Bid farewell to your guiding stars- And to their prophecies; God's love that out pars! Until you realise, success shall be to you, When you know who you are, instead of following others, live like how you grew! ......great
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I would like to translate this poem
You need to cross the river of tests. Pray all men, mighty and, riders of seven seas! For your wellbeing and welfare! .hard work and moving with a definite aim and be prayerful........ you are going to succeed. thank u. tony