Sometimes we fail
And it feels optimistic
To run, fly, and sail
Gaining insight in your steps
The sun bright ahead
Weaponizing your missteps
Breathing slow again
Breeze on your face
As you whisper amen
Insight has been gained
Though never expected
Problems finally drained
Prepare for the next time
It’ll be a shorter climb
Maybe. 😉
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