I may not reach the heights I seek,
My untried strength may fail me;
Or, half-way up the mountain peak
Fierce tempests may assail me.
But though that place I never gain,
Herein lies comfort for my pain —
I will be worthy of it.
I may not triumph in success,
Despite my earnest labour;
I may not grasp results that bless
The efforts of my neighbour.
But though my goal I never see,
This thought shall always dwell with me—
I will be worthy of it.
The golden glory of Love's light
May I never fall on my way;
My path may always lead through night,
Like some deserted byway.
But though life's dearest joy I miss
There lies a nameless strength in this
I will be worthy of it.
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Musical Symphony Of My Unsaid Words✅
PoesiaMusical Symphony of my Unsaid Words Cover Credits: @Shreejita23 Dedication: My Ikigai(guess who??) Everyone: What is Poetry? My Answer: Reads the following verses A poem must be something that can me pleasurably read, It can even be a poem about so...
