Victory Has a Name

Victory,

A breathless wonder.

Standing atop adversity,

The dragon's head in one hand.

Never dared to dream,

Never dreamed to imagine;

That one could escape from fate somehow,

That that time would be now.

Clutched between tawny fingers,

The power of the universe;

Untamed and unrelenting,

Fearsome and worthy of awe.

Deep within sinewy muscle,

Beats the heart of a lion;

Never skipping even a beat,

Lest fate slip up like a slippery crocodile.

Captured by Father Time,

Nurtured by Mother Earth;

Grasped by the forces of Nature,

Challenged by the theorems of Pythagoras.

Once tasted,

It is not easily forgotten.

Once felt,

Not easily ignored.

Victory has a name.

It simply waits to be claimed.

(C) December 2, 2021

By: Katryese Austin