Brass Ring

One step more. I am closer
to attaining my goal.
I reach: and miss the brass ring
on the very first turn.
Another step. Closer still.
But again, the brass ring eludes me,
frustrates me. A step or two back;

I must take a moment to breathe,
to evaluate my chances;
My desire to grasp that brass ring
exceeding all other desires.

Now my steps are running.
One tremendous leap
with all my heart and soul.

I have the brass ring in my hands.
The ultimate reward for which
I have sacrificed so much.

It does not fit my finger.