Falling down again, I raise high my fist!
Groping the air, I stumble and fall.
Rising up again, a window opens.
Frustrated, angry, I am so pissed.
Blind and psychotic I try to crawl.
Falling down again, I raise high my fist!
Again, I’m reminded that I am blessed;
to open my eyes; to hear the call.
Rising up again, a window opens
wide to me, the invited guest,
and I tumble through, begin to fall.
Falling down again, I raise high my fist!
I struggle to try to do my best;
if only to climb even a small
rising. Up again, a window opens.
Forward always on this quest!
Tiahui! Courage for us all!
Falling down again, I raise high my fist!
Rising up again, a window opens.
4 comments:
I know that every time you fall, you rise again stronger, with new knowledge, new strengths, and new treasures to share with those who love you....Yes, go forward my friend, but go slowly and make sure look around you, there are jewels at every level... some times they're just hidden.
The fist...such a powerful gesture...so closely resembling the heart. Going forward is slow but full, isn't it? I think falling doesn't hurt as badly as not going forward.
my love to you el p...
for courage
for strength
for moving forward despite the fear of falling
forward in courage...
la p
"there are jewels at every level... sometimes they're just hidden."
"...falling doesn't hurt as badly as not going forward."
"forward in courage..."
A jewel from each of you... Thank you.
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