The dawn of a good life

In the chase for greatness, we often lose our way

 

Ignoring the journey, seeking only the end of day

 

Reading books and rehearsing words, tools but not the key

 

Overshadowed by observation, thought's true alchemy

 

Creativity's not a prize to be simply won

 

It's born from effort, from setting and rising sun

 

Don't just follow steps laid out in old tales

 

Thrive your own path, strive to explore

 

Value lies not in what is gained but rather sown

 

In process we are shaped, through effort we have grown