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Victorious™
Shall I return
to the fields where i sowed once
the seeds of failure
And the sparse cumulus stopped watering them?
Does the thunder bellow
In the open void
and do the birds still die
singing a gloomy song?
Shall i return
to fail again
and set myself free?
To remind myself it is but human to err,
and to look into a mirror that shows the cracks
through which i let slip my humility?
Does the pompous pain recede
Into a victorious incumberence,
That stops the mind from soaring
and fathoms the loss of a friend?
I know not where the field is now,
where i sowed the seeds of failure.
The failure grew not in my mind,
and yet, i think of the field
Where i failed an eon ago.
© windrider
to the fields where i sowed once
the seeds of failure
And the sparse cumulus stopped watering them?
Does the thunder bellow
In the open void
and do the birds still die
singing a gloomy song?
Shall i return
to fail again
and set myself free?
To remind myself it is but human to err,
and to look into a mirror that shows the cracks
through which i let slip my humility?
Does the pompous pain recede
Into a victorious incumberence,
That stops the mind from soaring
and fathoms the loss of a friend?
I know not where the field is now,
where i sowed the seeds of failure.
The failure grew not in my mind,
and yet, i think of the field
Where i failed an eon ago.
© windrider
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