Things
Might be
Alright

But no
They’re never
Quite easy,

For I’d learn
This now
Before winning

Because failing
Isn’t always
A chore –

Sometimes
It’s what
We need

To value
That gift
Of each moment

Where triumph
Is often
Reclusive

Behind
Such cover
Of clouds.

Even when
Losing
Our faith

Just to witness
Skies
Being opened

Like curtains
Of doubt
Falling gently

With answers
In rain
Coming through.

So follow
Your heart
As a guide

And remember
To censor
That critic –

Our mind
Comes second
To passion

And the world
Even further
Than doubt.

– J. Pigno