Falling Down

We all stumble,
We all fall.
Continuously doing this
To learn how and when
To avoid and fix our injuries;

The scrapes and cuts,
Bruises, and gashes.
Teaching us that if we fall,
There will be pain.

The same is for our minds.

If we're consistent
To make corrections,
We loose our foolishness,
And become intelligent.

We won't trip
Over our errors,
But rather,
We'll stand tall,
And walk over solutions.

Making a mistake
Because we are so imperfect,
We're not walking
In a straight line.

Rather, we're blind,
With our hands outstretched
To feel our way,
Around our dim lit path.

In finding a correction though,
Our hands fall,
Our path becomes lit,
And we look around.

Our path becomes straight,
But heed my warning,
A corner approaches,
Turn it correctly or a scrape may arise.

For we all stumble,
For we all fall,
Continuously we do this
To learn how and when
To avoid and fix our injuries.