I pray for the courage to begin
Where I am and with what I have;
To set sailing anyway
In spite this capricious weather
I couldn’t pray for a season without its fogs
Only I pray for the foresight to prepare
And not that this voyage may be turbulence-free
Rather to have my anchor handy
Whenever the deeps chose to take to the troublesome turns
I pray for the wisdom
To identify the silver lining in every cloud
To know exactly what I ought to pick up with me
Each and every time that I might fall
I pray for the understanding
Never to waste any moment of my life in self-pity,
But to know and accept quickly
That both the sweet and the bitter parts
Are still parts of my life
I pray to discover my own strength
No matter how little
So that I wouldn’t at any time think
That I am a helpless man
To discover the essence of every struggle
To learn early enough
That the road I travel is lonesome
And whenever I reach the crossroads
I pray not necessarily for a smooth choice
Rather for the wisdom
To identify the rightful path
And the will to take it
Even if full of thorns
And when to the end of this voyage I come
May I discover fulfillment
And be happy that this way I have come.
