it is when
I didn't try
that I failed,
for in trying
is emerald
richness,
a rich coat
of lavish
paint on
life canvas,
those who
dragged
themselves
out of iron
habit and
made the run,
breathing each
step as a drop,
and in keen
awareness
gently match
the heart's
beat to earth's
vigour, to feel
blood throbbing
within, to find
oneself is enough,
to try is to be
one with the
invincible gods...