If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
seeing your beloved beach and home...'
and then feeling everything will be ok...
not just ok... could be wonderful