
Hitting the Wall and Falling Down (051)
Aug 26, 2017 · 1 min read
Bruised souls brush off the slush.
Merit will set you free,
but first you must believe.
See yourself as the magic bean,
why climb when you can grow to the sky?
See yourself as the cauldron,
why not be the vessel that cooks the kids?
Search for the last scraps of hunger:
build a new world to support the divine.
Doubt should fear being forgotten.
Failure should not arise from never doing.
To fall and fall again,
should be because of trying.
Poem number 051 of 365.
