Perfect Synchrony of Inner and Life helm.

In terrific wild, when thunder hears,

A man must stand, though the ocean pours,

Like a captain ship through spinning tides,

He grips the helm, with soul as guide.

Steel in spirit, calm in flame,

He charts his course, though non acclaim,

Not every storm he dares defy,

But rides the wind, and let someone fly.

While a sea obeys no rigid rule,

It dances wild, yet deep and cool,

has boundaries but breaks it at its roar,

yet a flawless life at its core.

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