A tea cup in color is truly of class

Oceans of blue and waves of sand

Running about like a runner on a track

Enjoying his stride and the cheers of the mass

Calming the body, finding tranquility

Through sitting and pondering we discover our ability

An ability so strong that may be undiscovered

Lost about in the sea like a medallion

Finding strength and dexterity

No different than a steady arabian or a hasteful stallion

Forcing abilities are certainly wasteful of the time

As the clock ticks away, we awake to the chime

To find the true us is not through vanity or boast

For others to speak highly of us, an honorable toast