Falls...How many?

martin-robert Poems

Thanks for the little falls Thanks for the falls I only can notice Thanks for the falls I notice in me Thanks for the little falls Some falls are great, everyone knows Some falls never leave the dent it carved Some falls are so dark, the wayback is shut Some falls are so grave, you never realise Thanks for the falls that only the beloved sees Thanks for the falls when someone helps Thanks for the falls which grounds me Thanks for the falls which makes me look up I grow at every fall...nay...almost every I fell from the womb; I fell down at my first step I fell while ridding a cycle; I fell in most of the games played I fell in all that I excel I fell into loving arms of comrades I fell into caring hearts of the love I fell into mercy of many strangers I fell into life's miseries and abundance Is it a caution for a bigger fall? Is it customary augment for greater glory? Divided between mystical optimism and pragmatic realism How many times more do I need to fall?