Through trial and error,
We tough the storm.
The wind blows against our soul,
In this illusionary world.
We don’t understand life,
As we squeeze tight
To be right.
The ideas, that once worked,
Are now expired,
In this illusionary world.
Through trial and error,
We make our stance,
Declare what we know.
The wind blows beneath our feet,
And shakes us deep.
We declare our wants,
More comes against us.
As we make our stance,
And are now sturdy,
In this illusionary world.
Through trial and error,
The wind doesn’t shake us.
As we learn through leaping forward,
Through the laws that govern us all.
The wind remains beneath our feet,
As we make our stance,
In this illusionary world.
Through trial and error,
We stand up straight.
Firm, unwavering, ready to play.
As we acknowledge our ways,
In this created reality,
Where we declare out loud,
And write the script.