Glistening rays of victory,
Drip dew on heads raised brilliantly.
Across the tundra of a challenge passed,
Kisses wind to fill a time worn flask.
Proud passion stirs the limbs to stretch,
Striding now with purpose — bypassing always The Wretch.
It sits a shadow of rocky history,
Unshackled by casting master,
While they tread future bound moving ever faster –
-once ensnared, now always to be free.