All may look lonely,
Full of tribulations and dooms.
Dull and looks gloomy,
Mull over glory full of many worries.
Standstill and wails for the way,
Calling for helps from the helpless.
With great groan strives to grow,
Looking forward on that may lead.
On the spirit of faith,
To resist on that doleful path.
By perseverance and Persistence,
And with time and endurance.
The way will be preserved.