Becoming

Searching for the boy who was once arrogant, Now softened by silence; Love once felt magical, now seeking solitude; The one who carried storm within has become breeze; Once he was a loud flame, now burns only to illuminate; Like autumn leaves, he falls gently without blaming wind; His joy no longer shouted , It rests on lips Many words kept unspoken, many thoughts laid to rest, and he stands with what he became, without looking back anymore.