River glistens jade and gold
Soft tide murmurs secrets old
Timbers wait for guiding palm
Hope flows strong in water’s calm
Boat stays still without the shove
Currents need a spark to move
Faith begins in humble push
River answers silent hush
Oars can rest once waves comply
Flow carries the ones who try
Motion grows from steady start
River hears the willing heart
Do not wait for wind to lead
Hands ignite the ancient seed
Launch your vessel from the shore—
Destiny asks first effort’s oar