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.
do help me correct it and make it better
