When we took our first step,
We stumbled over and fell,
Seeing hands well prep,
To hold our chariot shell.

Every walk that we tread,
Many accompany us along,
Known – Unknown, behind and ahead,
Every muse inspires our future song.

All the failures we see,
The heartbreaks that prolong,
Teaches us success is never an absentee,
And love is our imperfect song.

The Rejection we face today,
May last just a minute for some,
While bitter sweet words that some say,
Can enlighten the colours that come.

We always think its a dead end,
We always see its blue,
But it’s never really The End,
Because there’s always a beginning anew.
-Adelene Coelho