Body Ails Yet Spirit Soars
The room is filled
with sweat and sounds
of heavy breaths,
heaved by shivering lungs.
Every muscle of the body
aches and whimpers
buried in exhaustion,
drowned in sweat.
But where there is a will,
there’s always a way.
This stubborn heart
is strong enough
to carry me up onto the stage.
To carry this trophy
of heavy gold, embedded
with jewels that I could never own.
Clasping tight -
as an eagle with talons -
I spread my wings
high, over the clouds
hovering over sunrise.
Sweating exhilaration
bathed in glory
and my soul reassures,
“You truly deserve it.”
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