Path of Discipline
Reflection
In the golden light, a figure stands tall,
A warrior poised, ready to give his all.
With every step, a story unfolds,
Of trials faced, and lessons told.
The yellow belt, a symbol of his way,
A journey through the martial arts' disciplined day.
The dojo's warmth, a nurturing space,
Where sweat and toil forge a stronger pace.
In the background, others stand as one,
Their eyes upon him, having just begun.
Their faces calm, their spirits bright,
Reflecting the inner light of the martial art's delight.
The mat beneath, a canvas for his feet,
A dance of power, a rhythm so neat.
The art of karate, a path he treads with care,
A journey inward, with each move, a story to share.
With every breath, a commitment made,
To master self, to let the spirit be displayed.
In this moment, he is free and strong,
A reflection of the journey that doesn't belong.