I would rather stumble a thousand times
Attempting to reach a goal,
Than to sit in a crowd In my weather-proof shroud,
A shrivelled and self-satisfied soul

I would rather be doing and daring
All of my error-filled days,
Than watching and waiting, and dying
Smug in my perfect ways.

I would rather wonder and blunder,
Stumbling blindly ahead,
Than for safety’s sake
Lest I make a mistake
Be sure, be safe, be dead.

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Thanks to Inspirations