Let The Past Be Your Guide, Not Your Anchor
Some winds will blow your boat forward,
while others can send you back shoreward.
Plenty will bring along waves and rain,
making it hard to sail smoothly again.
Regardless of what nature may bring,
each sailor must remember one thing;
One can only stay anchored so long,
and to let oneself sink is just wrong.
One must hoist up their sails,
no matter what it entails,
and always keep sailing along.
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