The Keeper’s Ledger

The Keeper’s Ledger

He who guards the ticking thread

And walks the halls inside his head

Holds more than gold or fleeting fame

He holds the keys that shape the game

Time, the silent sovereign king

Wears no crown and bears no ring

It slips through cracks in morning light

Yet builds empires overnight

So keep your hours like precious stone

And guard your thoughts as if alone

When stars align and winds are kind

You’ll find your burdens left behind

The mind’s a forge, a sacred flame

Where thunder dreams and thoughts proclaim

It carves the world with quiet grace

And leaves its mark in every place

But luck, that breeze you cannot chase

May knock or pass without a trace

It doesn’t bow, it doesn’t plead

It finds the ones who plant the seed

So keep your hours like precious stone

And guard your thoughts as if alone

When stars align and winds are kind

You’ll find your burdens left behind

Not every man will rule the land

But every soul can understand

To hold your time, to shape your mind

Is to leave no wealth behind

So keep your hours, don’t let them stray

And guide your thoughts along the way

With luck beside you, calm and true

Your life will rise and carry you

The ink may fade, the gold may rust

But time and thought are what we trust