Transformations

Begin in the routine

The every day

Every moment

Commitment to a train of thought

A pursuit of excellence

Chasing exhilaration

What looks like work

A painful slog

Through rain or winds

Is a spark

Holding brightly

Upon the dark roads

Steadfast

Though the mind may falter

And steps may slow

Time lightens nature

Until we burn

Like flames

Candles lighting

Those dark roads ahead

To bring our eyes from darkness

As we find triumph

In our solitary

Victories – Caroline A. Slee