Tempered by the fallen drops,
Of tears, nature's weeping,
Silent and heard.
Distant lands sprinkle my gaze,
Places trodden, some alone in the mind's eye,
Thousands of li beyond.
Restrained despair and grief,
Feigned goodwill and joy.
Seeking solace for my weary heart.
In future's promise,
In present's simple embrace,
In the past's distant light,
Alone upheld by firm foundations.
Powder dry, seeking but one spark.
A dreamer of the day, a daring victor.
Gritting for the unforgiving minute,
Life's never-ending trial.