05/12/2023
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In a dojo's gentle light, a young cub entered, eyes so bright,
A canvas fresh, a spirit keen, in a gi, so crisp and clean.
The master watched with knowing eyes, under wisdom's aged guise,
Began a journey, hearts entwined, in the art of discipline combined.
Through each stance, each fall, each rise,
The cub grew strong, swift, and wise.
With every punch, every block, every kick,
A bond formed, deep and thick.
The master taught not just to fight,
But to stand with honor, heart alight.
Years spun like kicks in the air,
The cub's growth beyond compare.
From white to black, the belts did change,
In this martial dance, elegant and strange.
With each belt, the master's pride swelled,
In silent awe, their heart compelled.
Then came the day, unforeseen,
When the student's skill was keen.
Surpassing the master, with humble grace,
In that sacred, quiet place.
The master saw, with tearful eyes,
Their cub, under black belt skies.
Not a goodbye, but a passage of torch,
In life's relentless, forward march.
The cub now leads, with strength and love,
The master watches, proud thereof.
For in this journey, deeply sown,
Is a love, a respect, profoundly grown.
So goes the tale, in martial arts' embrace,
Of growth, of change, in life's unending race.
The master smiles, heart fulfilled and vast,
For in their student, their legacy will last.🙏🥋
