Inherited you were
passed down from a different odyssey,  
remnants of his spirit still intact
like a torch passed down

the road ahead was obscure,
yet when the laces drew tight,  
resolve sealed itself.  
a map uncharted,  
with hope that each step upon the mat  
would unearth what lay buried within me

Into the fire I stepped.  
With each practice, iron struck iron,  
ore and **** scraped away,  
the furnace of dread and angst  
refining what lay beneath,  
driven by the promise,
Tempered by the fire, forging
until all that emerged, a precious metal, striven for.

A kaleidoscopic pursuit,  
with each turn, each step revealing  
patterns of strength and beauty within,  
colors I had never known.  
Each fracture urged me on
to twist, to endure,  
just to glimpse  
another shard of brilliance  
inside the breaking.

And when I hang you up,  
worn out  
but a testament,  
that strength is born  
where fabric tears.
The final mold of the man I became,  
a shaping vessel that held
not just ledger of victories and setbacks,  
but the story of one who endures.