Disciplina Aurea

In the golden light, they stand as one, Their white and yellow robes, a harmony begun. A dance of discipline, a symphony of will, As they move in unison, their spirits unbroken still. The brushstrokes bold, the colors bright and free, A celebration of the martial art's glee. The dojo's warmth, a haven from life's storm, Where focus and respect, forever form. In this sacred space, they find their inner peace, A sense of belonging, their souls release. The art of combat, a path to self-discovery, A journey inward, where courage is the key. The yellow robes, a symbol of the sun's warm rays, Illuminating the path, through life's uncertain ways. The white robes, pure and clean, a symbol of the heart's intent, A commitment to the art, where honor is bent. In this painting, a story unfolds, Of dedication, perseverance, and the martial art's gold.