You Have Lifted The Cup, And Part Of The Spell

You have lifted the World Cup,

And with it, part of the weight of centuries.

Such victories go beyond the field;

They remind us how much becomes possible

When you are unshackled from limiting scripts and submissive roles.

For ages, you were worshipped in poetry and suppressed in practice,

Placed on pedestals yet denied the field.

Today, we got another glimpse of what happens when you stand

Neither as puppet nor as goddess,

But as player, warrior, conqueror.

Let the world see that sacredness lives

In the full flowering of human potential,

Not in glorified conformity.

That not ritualistic adulation,

But the urge of the self to beat the odds,

Is what marks holiness.

A true victory is not over an external opponent,

But over one’s own limitations: personal, cultural, historical