Failures come. They clear the table, Wipe the surface clean. In the distance, true and stable, Something new is seen. What I thought could never be Is now the only way I see.
Linked to dVerse Poetics where Mish is hosting with the theme based on a quote from the 17th century poet Mizuta Masahide: “Barn’s burnt down, now I can see the moon.”
Also linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. I am hosting with the theme of final couplets – any poem with a couplet at the end.