Master Of One

In the fight of being the One,

Amidst the bounds of reality;

Passed a plethora of dreams,

In the Pandora's box of mind.

It was a vigorous spirit,

That uplifted the choices;

But probably created chaos,

Enough to get perplexed.

And then a decision made,

As in parallel with the masses;

Flying in the direction,

Where the wind blew.

And with compassion

Endeavored the heart,

Realizing the force to be

Jack of all but Master of none.

But that was never a conclusion,

Not the end that desired;

It was the soul within,

That fought against all opposed,

And won the race,

And became the Master of One.

The One that perpetuated,

Nurtured with passion,

Grew from a bud to flower,

A child to a person of desire.

And followed success,

Making the recognition,

A persona, a role model,

And an identity that firmed.