Failure is the beginning of victory, 
said my teacher to me, 
far from homeland and war. 

They said I was lucky, 
while they did not know about my failed attempts, 
and the numerous rejections 
on the way up.

Did I fail because I made it? 
Or did I make it, 
for the reason that I failed?

Whether I have reached my destination or not, 
is not determined yet, 
since this path is just the beginning 
of the pursuit of happiness and security. 

Was failing just the beginning?
Indeed -
since I continue walking, 
and look for a piece of good advice.