When you hold what is yours,

no hand but your own can guide it.

In this, you find the weight of your wealth—

and the measure of your mind.

The chains of reliance fall,

and with them, the illusion of safety.

Now, the keeper of keys stands alone,

awakening to the depth of their own power.

In guarding what you own,

you learn the shape of your spirit.

For to hold your own fortune,

is to hold your own fate.

In taking what is yours,

you claim the path of your becoming.