In the echoes of our past, we find the seeds of grace,
Each mistake a whisper, guiding us through space.
Shadows cast by choices, lessons carved in stone,
In the heart of error, wisdom’s seeds are sown.

Through the labyrinth of life, we stumble and we fall,
Each misstep a teacher, answering the call.
The road is paved with errors, a tapestry of wrongs,
Yet in those faltering moments, our true strength belongs.

Forgiveness is the compass, pointing us anew,
Embracing every failure as part of what we do.
The scars become our stories, the blemishes our art,
In the gallery of existence, mistakes play their part.

So let us walk with courage, through the storm and strife,
Knowing that our errors shape the journey of our life.
For in the dance of missteps, we find our rhythm’s beat,
And in the heart of failure, our triumphs we shall meet.