Festoons of perpetual fame

The little swell was so low
Unnoticeable, unheard and unfelt
In the midst of that boundless river
Was sailing the inconspicuous belt

To ascend high was the intend
Unassuming, it walked with the troop
Insignificantly large were their moves
Time peered them all from its roof

And now slowly picking the force
The tides grew, grew big and distinguishable
Night through day and day through night
Their unyielding perseverance made them capable

The good and bad winds over the troop blew
Some shook hands with the bad winds and rose
Rose, ferociously high destroying many vessels
And killed their own lives on a regretful clause

While our little swell, the good winds it chose
Ferocious ones ended many pretty worlds
But our surf, brought fertility to the delta
And made its life is an inspirational mold

At the end they all demise
But winner is the one who defies
Bad Gales in his life
And the peering time then upon them ,
Confers festoons of perpetual fame!