There is more than one fool on the hill
I know because I am one of those fools
I am a fool who stands upon his own hill
So proud of my hill, so proud to be a fool
So proud to have hit rock-bottom
then to have climbed back up
and fallen again
and climbed back up again...
because what matters is not the fall
but the climb back up...
So proud to have crashed and burned
and risen from the ashes and healed
then to have crashed and burned again
and risen again and healed again...
because what matters is not the crash
but the rising and healing...
So go ahead, my friend
go ahead, chuckle and shake your head
but we are very much alike, you and I
The only difference between you and I
is that I KNOW I stand alone upon my hill
and you do not yet see that
you stand alone and perfectly still
upon your own...
Inspired by the song:'The Fool on the Hill' by The Beatles
**This poem did not place in the contest "Music to my ears" which required writing a poem inspired by a song or song lyric