To Be Victorious

victory

No victory is ever as sweet
As one snatched from certain defeat
Outpourings of great ecstasy
Where threat of sorrow used to be

But to avoid disaster’s sting
And all the trouble that loss brings
You must find glory in small things
And create faith on which to cling

The journey equals to its end
And all this is victory depends
On strength to make it through the pain
Withstand the pressure and the strain

Impossibilities made manifest
Are formed within the midst of tests
Contests are won persevering
Formed from the glory born in the little things

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