Failure, in the end is a trusted friend. I write it in song; paint it on my canvas. it is the sounding voice in my silence. Failure helps me bury that which find’s its way to my darkest places where courage needs to be born again. I speak to understand not to be understood. My aloofness you could say, is more triumphant than 100 glorious wins, felt without defeat. I will not be trapped by my withering laurels. I will rise and fall and rise again until the lamb becomes the lion. Rob McGowan 2024