LEAVE PAST
(25.3.2025)
Growing up is a journey
each of us must tread.
Our own path,
our own destiny ahead.
And where ever we end up,
not only in others’ debate,
we craft up our own fate,
in every choice we make,
not in what others stake.
It is not about your grandfather’s height,
or the name your own, as it is known.
Your success is not written by birthright.
But about how right the seeds you sow,
and the steps you take in daylight.
You must nurture your life,
treasure it fine,
like a seedling needs sun and rain.
You can harvest your own grain,
from the fields of your lives,
when your time arrives.
Do not fear standing, firm on your feet.
Step towards dreams, your path to greet.
Leave (behind) the shadows of the past.
In the present moment, make your cast.
You alone hold the reins of your fate.
Regardless of how ever tall or great
your ancestors may have been before.
Journey is yours, to endure and explore.
As you know, as you grow,
height becomes but a shadow.
For what truly matters is be off sorrow.
Farewell yesterday, welcome tomorrow.
Do not fear standing, firm on your feet.
Step towards dreams, your path to greet.
Leave (behind) the blessing of the past.
In the present moment, make your best.
Take charge of your life,
hold the reins the tight,
though your forerunner
may have reached heights,
looking like the high tower.
Fight hard dark night strife,
grow and bloom like a flower,
delight in life’s ever-changing hour.