I thought I fell
But the ground embraces me with a warm hug...
I thought I've failed,
But the floor showed me the way to the flawless floors.

I set the target to get to the greatest end,
Hard as hitting the bull's eyes with a blindfold,
Trials, failures, aiming and shaming,
Hoping and going, taking turns,
On and on and on.

Till the tiny gets bold,
Till achieving becomes easier
Till the narrow becomes broad
Till the microscopic target becomes large and loose, from massive hit.
Escaping being an amateur, becoming a legend.

*B.O.T OJIJI*