Inside, there is war.
The heart and mind, They quarrel.
Like kindred beings.
Fell between the cracks.
Shortcomings, All too common.
Yet, rises from ash.
Has become the Fount of Growth.
A Flame that burns bright
and consumes all Doubt and Fear
surely, Thrives within.
Make every Effort.
Victory is never won,
Till Agony is.
In these haikus
I tried to capture the essence of what it feels like to endure trials
Trials will often test your might
and in some cases have you question if what you thrive for is worth the agony
It’s how character is developed
how ambitions are won
and how integrity is formed
Without trials there would be no victories
and without victories there would be no progress.
I can't live without trials.