What others see as an ocean,
to you is little more than trival commotion.
Like puddle after a crisp rain,
you travese that watery obstacles others have tried in vain.
What others see as a unclimbable wall,
which those who tried to climb, nothing but disaster and despair befall,
you pass over without so much as a sweat.
Question you they do, on your superhuman feats, yet,
"Simple," is your frequent reply.
"All I do is, to the best of my abilities, try."