You welcomed success without letting it define you, you stood in the crowd when the cheers rang loud through your heart did not dance with the noise You welcomed success without letting it define you, for you had been taught not to hunger for praise nor to chase hollow echoes of voice You welcomed success without letting it define you, the metal they gave you was light in your hand but you knew it could anchor your soul You welcomed success without letting it define you, so you let it just rest didn’t grip it too hard or didn’t even let it devour your role…
You released the past without dragging it behind you, when you turned away and forgot your name not a muscle inside you broke You released the past without dragging it behind you, you let them forget didn’t plead to remain in the warmth of their shallow smoke You released the past without dragging it behind you, the silence that followed was lighter lighter than gold as it felt like a gift you could keep You released the past without dragging it behind you, you smiled at the wind and walked on again while others fell bitter and deep…
You met the storm without claiming it as punishment, and when hardship arrived without trumpet or sign just a whisper beneath your door You met the storm without claiming it as punishment, you faced it the same as the thunder of praise and you measured but you wanted more You met the storm without claiming it as punishment, you didn’t resist, didn’t curse or collapse and didn’t beg for a softer route You met the storm without claiming it as punishment, you worked through the task with the silence of stone and the grace of internal doubt…
You let deeds speak louder than recognition, the victories came but you didn’t collect them like trophies or stack them as proof You let deeds speak louder than recognition, you counted them once then moved on again and unmoved them again by the weight of the truth You let deeds speak louder than recognition, you knew you had done what you needed to do not for credit, not for applause or even for display You let deeds speak louder than recognition, but because it was right and it needed to happen regardless of who looked away or who believed in you…
Watchwords: You accepted setbacks without letting them shape your identity When losses arrived like a strip of sharp stones laid suddenly under your feet You stepped with awareness but not with regret but you adjusted You knew every stumble was part of the path not a flaw in the shape of your soul
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream:
“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”
