by the very work
you once begged for—
with the life you asked to live.
To be tested
by the shape
you gave your own world,
challenged by a climb
you once dreamed
would be yours.
To see the small, quiet life
you used to lead
shrinking in the rearview.
And to feel overwhelmed
by the bloom of it all—
the growth,
the noise,
the motion—
and know:
this was once
only hope.
