Wearied Warriors - Poem

Vivid visions vacillate in the face of the uncertain
And wearied warriors contemplate
Why the choices chose just are not working

At last you've grabbed your shield
But alas it is too late
The battle washed away your dreams
And you cannot fix past mistakes...

Gone away in silence
So slowly hope had slipped away
Will you ever dare to try again,
On this or any other day?...

Not every aspiration
Will surely be achieved
Yet every wish, ambition
That is fulfilled starts with a seed

Perhaps your first desire
Was not the goal you'd been meant to reach
But perhaps that burning fire
Still can fuel the passion that you need

In every failure - purpose
And even if you've fallen down

You'll find the strength to rise again

No matter how hard you've been knocked down