Once again

A hundred yards into the ocean;

How many times

Have I found myself here?
Found myself.
That is, after all, what happens;

Difficult, impossible,

Then an eagle soaring,

New-grown wings.

As many times as I say otherwise

I have not yet found

My limits.
This ocean, too,

I will transcend;

Either I will soar on stronger wings

Or learn to ride the waves.