In the quiet of the night, shadows loom
Whispering tales of paths once chosen
Steps mislaid in the dance of life
Etched deeply in the heart’s canvas, frozen

Regret, a companion in the silent dark
Echoes of choices that led astray
Yet, within each stumble, a spark remains
A lesson in every fall, come what may

Mistakes, like scars, adorn the skin
Markers of battles fought and lost
But in their wake, wisdom grows
A compass for the future’s cost

Embrace the errors, the faults we find
For in their embrace, we rise anew
From ashes of the past, we learn to soar
Forging paths with courage, strong and true