God sent us here to make mistakes,
to strife,to fail to rebegin ,
to taste the tempting fruit of sin,
and find what bitter food it makes.
To miss the path,to go astray,
to wander blindly in the night.
but searching, praying for light,
untill at last we find the way.
looking back along the past ,
we know we needed all the strain
of fear and doubt and stife and
pain to make us value peace,at last.
Who fails finds later triumph sweet.
who stumbles once walks then with care,
and knows the place to cry "beware"
to the other unaccustomed feet.
Through promblems,our sleeping
soul awakes and learns, while on our
troubled route, the truth we could
not prize, without our sad sorrow mistakes.
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