Path of Broken Mountains

Bare feet on cold stone

Hands cut, still I climb

Old scars like calligraphy

Etched along my spine

Bitter herbs on my tongue

Breath slow, I hold the sky

Moonlight in the courtyard dust

Years flicker, racing by

I walk the path of broken mountains

Bleeding knuckles, steady mind

Every fall, another fountain

Of power I was meant to find

If heaven closes all its gates

I’ll carve a door with will and flame

Martial heart will cultivate

Till even gods remember my name

Teacher left just one line

On a cracked old bamboo slip

“Guard your heart when you’re strongest

Or the void will make you slip”

So I face my own shadow

In the silence, eye to eye

Rage burns, then turns to ashes

Cool rivers running dry

I walk the path of broken mountains

Bleeding knuckles, steady mind

Every fall, another fountain

Of power I was meant to find

If heaven closes all its gates

I’ll carve a door with will and flame

Martial heart will cultivate

Till even gods remember my name

Thunder gathers in my veins (hey!)

Storms obey a single breath

One more step beyond the limit

Life and death, I bargain both with death

I walk the path of broken mountains

Bleeding knuckles, steady mind

Every fall, another fountain

Of power I was meant to find

If heaven closes all its gates

I’ll carve a door with will and flame

Martial heart will cultivate

Till even gods remember my name

Walking the path where the heavens collide,

Steps into a realm where ancient spirits hide.

Breath steady, soul fierce, rising anew,

In the dance of stars, forging a truth so true.

Clad in strength, bound by honor, I tread,

Ancient techniques flowing from the blood I’ve bled.

Skyward gaze, breaking through the mortal chains,

Within this fight, I find my gains.

Through fire and storm, I evolve,

Mysteries of the cosmos I dissolve.

Every step, a journey to mastery,

Walking ahead, shaping my destiny.

Journey of a martial heart against the heavens,

Carving a path, through worlds unshaken.

With each step, I rise beyond the sky,

Cultivation’s fight, my spirit’s cry.

Whispers of the ancients guiding my way,

In the shadows, I learn and sway.

Walk on the trail where giants once roamed,

In every move, a universe I’ve owned.

No turning back, this is my fight,

Walking the endless path into the night.

Heavens may challenge, but I will ascend,

Martial spirit unbound, till the very end.