One Block of Clay
One simply cannot find their identity,
as it is their burden to establish it.
It was our lord,
who provided us with the essentials,
family, relationships,
religion, and caste,
but from here on out were alone,
as we embark on a lifelong journey.
Building an identity is one’s destiny
but just as you would mold a block clay,
you shape the inception of your identity.
It is from the moments we cherish,
and the experience we gain,
in which we discover our identity
Have faith in your destiny,
for it is what allows us
to become one with our identity.
This is your destiny;
you need to believe,
because this is no mystery,
and as you approach your destiny,
one ultimately bears the astonishing mark of victory.
Copyright © Suyash Unnithan | Year Posted 2016
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