Happens for the good.
With every loss
I turn a better man,
Seeing clearer
Learning
That wouldn’t have come in any other way
Then shedding as I move on
A piece of rotten me
Blinded by ego
Seeing what was not there
Hearing what was unsaid
Evaluating only by my yardstick
Stuck in the muck of my own making!
Whatever happens
Even when that makes heart bleed
Burn and break me
Make me
A better man.
They are all time tested truths! Only thing, we have to believe them! Then we can see the spells working wonders at least within our innerselves! ! Profound thoughts! !
Whatever happens Even when that makes heart bleed Burn and break me Make me A better man. , ending is so powerful, , great stuff, , ,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Stuck in the muck of my own making — beautiful!