TRIUMPH

Seeking

Needing

Starving

Below me a dark turbulence rises to show it’s might

Bone crushing biceps of waves flex

Powers that want to swallow me whole

Like all the great fierce dragons from “once upon a time” coming together

To guard a single treasure...

My salvation

Bullies of wind and storm push against me like a misfit from all sides

Antagonizing Me

Exhausting me

There is no safety here above or below

There is no help

No hand

Only me

This is no choice

Only a must

Defying all reason

for my reason to live

A familiar voice inside says

“You know the only way out of this mess is through”

So I barrel through the bullies of storm

and make them all sheepishly scatter by this look in my eyes

Diving towards the dark at unstoppable terminal velocity

A welcome friend steps in and embraces my back

Help arrives

Illumination

Now I see what I seek

A faint sparkle in the depth
My treasure

Life

I clamp down

In my grasp I can feel that this juicy one is not getting away

I claim life this treasured life I need, my life

I climb to my heaven with triumph in hand

New wind comes to my aid, the second wind

Challenge bows to my courage

Outstretched for all history and future to see

Presenting my aliveness

—by Drew Beam

Triumph