In the midst
of chaotic apprehension
not all victories are wrapped
in fanfare and ribbons
they are internal and take
just as much effort
though silent
usually unseen
they too require a victory
dance
even if it is just you
celebrating
Owning a home in a place that feeds my soul is a marvelous victory for me and I have danced in celebration again and again.
** This post is part of the Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme, “victory” look HERE for more entries.
Love the poem and your image of the tree stump being renewed. Or reclaimed! Just great!
Thank you, Emilio. If you can believe it, that stump supplied our house with all the wood needed to build our house when the owner at the time built the house in 1967. It amazes me every time I drive into our driveway.