Kind Warrior

The steps begin, the earth becomes the witness, Movements flow in rhythm, my spirit won’t fade again. Hands rise steady, focus turning into fire, A kind warrior’s path will never expire. Even the wind bows when the steps align, The body’s rhythm paints a story through time. I’m a warrior in the arena, Soft in motion, fierce in meaning. Ancient honor fuels my flame, A kind warrior — living in my name. A thousand steps, calm within the storm, Wisdom passed down long ago, strength in a gentle form. Respect the opponent — that’s a warrior’s way, Win or lose, dignity is what we display. Beats of the drums, heart pounding as one, The warrior’s spirit flows within me — an art that can’t be undone. I’m a warrior in the arena, Soft in motion, fierce in meaning. Our honor keeps burning bright, A kind warrior — forever in our sight.