Life is not
measured in success,
Grand achievements,
accolades
or
battles overcome.
They are too few,
too random.
Never enough
to sate our desires.
Our real victories
are won
in the ecstasy
of loss,
forfeiture,
mistakes.
For these lessons
are pyrrhic victories,
our only tangible reward
the heavy burden
wisdom bestows,
truth.
Laugh at your failures,
they are a gift,
bountiful,
waiting to embrace.