In me, success is exalted. Visions are clear in my mind’s eye. Glory is awake in my heart. My legs can climb the steepest mountain. My arms can break the strongest chains. Glory to me whose chant is “sweet victory.”
In me, tearful and ashamed is my demeanor. Hesitant and sluggish are my legs. My ears are haunted with howling “NO’s.” Dreadful I am when my life is a sham.
A wondrous child of the cosmos are you. A dreadful wreck you can be.
Which shall you hail – the bright light or the lonely shadow? You are free to decide which you hold high.
Will you be a ruler of your life? Then learn to be a ruler of yourself.