Destiny virtue habits die

 

Idol crumble

Idols rise on gilded thrones, 

Their flaws disguised, their sins postponed. 

Yet hubris swells, their masks decay, 

Exposed by time, their pride gives way.

But from the ruins wisdom grows, 

A brighter path the seeker knows. 

Though idols fall, their lessons gleam, 

To mend the world, rebuild the dream.

Desires service real growing

 

Sensing change

 Invariance unseen, the silent lie, 

Truth is the stillness the winds deny. 

We chase the waves, the skies that turn, 

Yet flames of change are all we burn.

A shadow stands where none can know, 

It bends the stars, yet will not show. 

The signal fades, the world unwinds, 

What cannot vary hides behind.

Sheltered prevail do soul

 

Mind endures a bit

 In boundless dark, where voids expand, 

The fragile mind makes its stand. 

A spark of thought in endless night, 

Holding firm to fleeting light.

Through shifting tides and cosmic gales, 

The mind prevails where chaos trails. 

A rhythmic weave, the strands align, 

A fleeting order, near divine.

Hero time

 The sun-kissed spear, for glory's bright acclaim,

Then civic steel, for empire's steady frame.

A holy sword, where pious purpose shone,

Then reason's torch, where seeds of knowledge sown.

The human heart, that learned to break and bend,

Where justice's voice, did rise and fiercely send.

Now fractured forms, in stories spun anew,

Where common souls, find strength to see us through.

From god-like might, to every weary stride,

The hero's shape, where shifting meanings hide.

Through ages passed, and moments yet to be,

The spirit's dance, where courage sets us free.