The journey is the reward (taoism)

Betterment the hard fought way
to clamber o'er a broken style
unseen words, yet to be laid
each day to scribe a virgin tile

Come searing cramps
that block the path
to agonise, the shortened stride
the numb, to straps your hands

Comes now the sound of violins
and angels cheering from the wings
 splint and plaster, bound by the escort
with calm support

When destitute, they us do court
those boys and girls!
just back room noise?
the kick in the pants, should we fall short.

Not just cheer a marathon
but on our shoulder, joined as one
thro pitfalls guide us safely home
that journey be our champion

A "Golden frame" the Na Po Wi Mo
just a blank, the key we hold
the mainspring, nearly now uncoiled
the prize, for words be our best spoils