A thousand ways to swing a club; which is the right one for me? Is it something learned, or does it come free?
How to uncover that perfect swing, Comfort in one’s grip, oh, the joy it will bring. A fusion of faith and guided hands Shapes the motion as the moment demands.
Many will chant the mantra of repeat To forge their path and not accept defeat. Perfection a divine trait, indeed. Merged with practice, it’s all you need.
To calm the mind and soothe the soul, These are the halves that make the swing whole. Seek wisdom from those who’ve walked this way; Their learned truths will clear dismay.
Listen and learn, for they hold the key; what once was bound will soon be free. In their words, find the swing so sound, And play the greens, with peace profound.
