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When you fall

When you take long in the cycle

Remember seeds do too

Deep in the dirt, drenched and dosed with heat

Remember clay crumbles too 

Spinning in the round on the spot till it shines.

Even if you forget this 

Neither takes it as failure nor delay

Depending on your destined path

You are either manufacturing a ladder

Or making bricks 

For the future steps, you must take.

See criticism, jest, and condemnation

As sounds of clangor

For joys of your hammer 

For the progress of your Trowel

The beauty of your the ladder and steps 

Will take you to your next best season.