In the quiet dawn, he stands alone,
Facing the world, a heart of stone.
Yet beneath the surface, a tender soul,
Seeking purpose, to become whole.

The weight of the world upon his shoulders,
Through storms and trials, as he grows older.
Strength not just in muscle, but in heart,
Learning each day, a brand new art.

Courage in silence, a gentle embrace,
Facing fears with a steady grace.
In vulnerability, he finds his might,
Guided by stars in the darkest night.

With wisdom earned through scars and tears,
He walks the path, confronting fears.
A man not just of flesh and bone,
But of dreams, hopes, and journeys grown.