A pair of days have passed since I began,
and they are not behind me, but within.
I ventured with a purpose and a plan
and not to keep the parts would be a sin
against my energy, a weakness in the goal
that dooms to failure and another try
the process I’m determined to control,
so I will treasure up the two gone by.

I’ll keep the two and add to them a third,
a fourth, a fifth, a sixth, a seventh day,
until I have amassed a solid week.
That sustenance may seem to be absurd,
but I’ll construct on it this chosen way
and build it to the destiny I seek.