Knowing and Living

Reflections Just reflections Under reflections Five lines, eight syllabic free verse poem ☺️ Beauty of victory Journey to victory... Has began. Memories kept abay washed but not cleaned up at a shore called hope Like the star fish sticks to her lot Hung my mellowed selfless lone heart The light's up... Clarity begins Focus beams dark tunnel route up There the self's lone heart walk-on solo Trophy lie await champion's grip But then ends not pursuits of price Groans of tiredness and give-ups Noise of sore feet resounds bare road The sheep roars victory songs of joy Unannounced success of tolls from self now visible and flows deep