voyager

I am a voyager upon the tides of time,

I am an eager student of the winding roads of life,

where every sun that sets behind me

leaves a lesson carved in gold.

I do not wander without purpose,

nor drift where fickle breezes blow.

I gather wisdom like the harvest,

sowing truth in what I know.

The past is not a chain that binds me,

but a map etched deep in stone to guide me.

I trace its lines with careful fingers,

marking paths I’ll walk no more and forging paths I will climb on.

For though the storms have tried to break me,

and the night has known my name and tears,

I rise with each dawn, unbent, shaken, but steadfast,

no wound endured is lost in vain.

I do not fear the coming trials,

nor the echoes of the past,

for I am the master of my choices,

and no mistake shall hold me fast.

I will not dance with ghosts familiar,

nor embrace the sins of old.

I take the flame of each misstep

and forge my spirit into gold.

Steadfast heart and fearless vision,

I stand unyielding, firm, and free.

The sea may rage, the winds may call me,

but none shall claim the soul of me.

For I am both the quill and parchment,

I am the hand that writes, I am the stories unfurled.

I am a voyager—forever learning,

a master—shaping my own world.

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