Meditations of Our Mistakes

A man can change from what he is judged to be
the mixture of his own failings and enemy rumour.

In the sun of our resolutions
Skin prickled by our mistakes

Over months and years of stumbling
We wake to see what struggles made us become.

A poem written while reading Musashi, by Eiji Yoshikawa.
J.W.H Hobbs.

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