It's hard to be a saint, a sinner - not so much,
You never know for sure your fate's upcoming touch.
Just keep as closest friends your body, heart, and wit,
In peace your inner world, as something whole, unsplit.
Your talents and your gifts, don't hesitate, release,
So that all this world offers - you could completely seize.
Let woe from wit avoid the path you choose to walk,
Be decent in whatever you think, you do, you talk.