I am an art yet to be discovered
I am the color never captured.
I am a landscape far from the outreach
I am a painting forgotten in the attic.
I am a dream finding its own way.
I am a book far from complete.
I am a secret yet to be unearthed.
I am the horizon never explored.
I am a thought yet to be challenged.
I am the love striving to exist.
I am the force yet to be reckoned.
I am the power yet to be worshipped.
Never has one lived a dawn like such
For I am not just a man aspiring to go beyond
I am an identity yet to be born.