I Fell To Get Up To Move On

When I fell... I coveted the experience. Oh yes. And with a doing I did not expect. I became possessive. Caring less if another had done this. And for what it seems to have been minutes, I just laid there to dare to feel embarrassed. I didn't. When I fell to fall to find myself, Facing the ground... I knew it was then I found the true meaning, Of what a getting back onto my own feet meant. Since when I fell from a stumble to be humbled by it, There was nothing to prevent me, From making excuses to delude the happening. I fell to get up to move on! With a doing to remember I fell to fall for a reason.