(Inspired by a line from one of my favourite poems, "Invictus," by William Ernest Henley)

Steady your ship, though the boiling waters lap at your hull,
And wind whipped rains lash down against your decks,
Your course is set, your sail is full
Keep going, “Better late in this life than early in the next,”
Don’t set your sights on false horizons,
Nor fret when you don’t have the best of the breeze,
Know as you navigate this, “Realm of Poseidon,”
Your success is measured in inches and degrees,
Take care of the instruments that guide you on your way,
And be sure to learn the ways of the waves and the stars,
These things will calm your long nights, light your waking day,
And help to hold your course each day, and never stray too far,
And do not fear, “the Kraken,” nor other creatures of the deep,
And do not fear the maelstrom that dances in the sky,
Let the storms pass overhead, let the monster sleep,
Set your mind, set your course, set your jaw, and here’s why,
This is your boat that sails upon the waters,
Your ship to command, your vessel to keep straight,
And if you don’t know by now, then perhaps you ought to,
These are your waters, alone to navigate.