The Confidence

I am smiling

Right now

This instance!

I cannot help it

It is pure and authentic

Waking with happiness instead of despair





I slay you today!

The tears are simply empathy for the self now

You did it!!

I did it!!

I made it.

Against all of the odds


It is a strange and foreign experience

I listen to the silence

Waiting…tentatively, releasing my breath

There are no balloons

There is no cheering or clinking of glasses in celebratory fashion

No dressing up or speeches made on my behalf

The silence speaks to me as a deafening roaring thunderous adulation

There is no one left to oppose me

At last I can cheer

Even if it’s only by myself

I am loud inside

I didn’t perceive my own strength or even the battle

Until the silence

Suddenly my existence is not being extinguished

The fire can roar…as it should

It is warming the damp cold house

It is bringing the light back to the windows

Delightful foods can be cooked over it- anything I desire!

I own strength and stamina

The guns and the cannons are quiet

The enemy has given it up as a hopeless and fruitless battle…they will try elsewhere against weaker countries

They will never try again, they know better.

She looks out the window at the unplowed fields

The neglected harvests

Some things can be salvaged

But in comparison to the battles just waged….farming and investing into the land is a simple almost menial task….but a task that is also delightful.

It is a calming, joyful thing to delight in the rewards of your own labour.

And so she smiles again

Imagining the future

Delighting in the present

Treasuring every mouthful, it’s simplicity and the thunderous silence.

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