Sweet Mistake

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods maybe

For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody but unbowed...

The slips and trips by a blindfold

The ways by my walks

The free knots of chains in my life

I made the mistake to follow my own path.

A mistake to fall in love

Loose mind to believe in its story

Only to find stones and not diamonds

The path with its mundane surroundings.

The joy that took away my soul

How I wish to curse all of the mistakes

But then realized it was better off

To realize, build and believe in me!

The mistakes that became my strengths!