FALLING-MISTAKES-TO-MAKE-BEFORE-YOU-DIEI cannot help it:
I’m losing my grip;
My mind is adrift;
My knees are beside me.

Where is my center?
My footing is loose,
Not sure if falling
Is viable passage.

No map, nor compass
Can give direction
Where one lost at A
Finds no point in B.

Take heed of omens,
The language of God;
I think I need help
To decode his message.

Peaceful contentment
Tempts one to settle,
Aspire no more,
Inspiring nothing;

But yearning still haunts
Like an mirage
In a desert of dreams
What is more real?

My heart is wary,
Fresh to emotion,
Rampant yet careful,
Still searching for something.

Refusing defeat
My spirit dissents;
So where is that fate
Those cards had revealed?