I want to celebrate chaos
I want to celebrate old worn-out cars,
broken tiles, ever-shifting
schedules, misplaced letters,
and nettles next to flower beds;
to celebrate toilets out of order,
as well as friends who will remind me
that mistakes are good, failure a success,
and that a pure heart may prevail
in the non-end.
I want to celebrate being left alone,
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I want to celebrate chaos
I want to celebrate old worn-out cars,
broken tiles, ever-shifting
schedules, misplaced letters,
and nettles next to flower beds;
to celebrate toilets out of order,
as well as friends who will remind me
that mistakes are good, failure a success,
and that a pure heart may prevail
in the non-end.
I want to celebrate being left alone,
or assailed by talkers,
(or, disturbing others' quiet).
I want to celebrate gentle smiles,
good intentions, and, especially,
one step after the other.
"If arrow number 100 hits the target,
how can you say the first 99 were failures?"
Svein Myreng
