With blinding flashes it could all change,
At least your perception leads you to believe,
With a single move the outcome bleeds bleak,
And all you do seems harder to achieve,
I'm trying to admit to myself,
That mistakes can pave greater insights,
That sometimes when we let rain fall through,
We obtain knowledge to guide our fights,
Harder to hardest Its impacts the same,
For the purpose of my wounds is to have scars,
I will pray for that strength and wisdom,
To set my perception of experience free of its bars .
©imaginate
J