The Gold Medal
No No! He said but twice in his life
It took him away from place of strife.
I ran around the field searching
For him who understood what I had been saying.
Be had had ended his journey at the very top
The icy cold place which in past had him stop.
Challenge is compelling in sport
Most fall in their journey to one spot.
Reconcile in peace cast in Gold
Search on for there isn't just one truth.
In control, in withdrawl and inner silence
There lurks a fountain source of guidance.
Make a mirror of this substance
Look in it for energy for your existence.
Life is precious but living is its consequence
You can, with just a mirror of reverence.
Copyright © Vidya Raghunathan | Year Posted 2018
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