Shhhh! Be quiet! Listen!.. Did you hear that?
I can hear from afar!
Every night the same time..
The door slowly creeking ajar.
A forever changing environment..
Some say 4 seasons in a day.
I like to say come prepared..
Your more adaptable that way.
Are all the pieces there?
Your cryptic moment shines like a star..
Very few will understand your mindset..
Uniqueness is your jigsaw repertoire.
Everything has to be in order..
For all the pieces to fit.
Multilayers of energy and emotions..
A lifetime in each puzzle bit.
So try not be too serious..
You've a lifetime thus far..
No one can predict the future..
In your jigsaw repertoire!
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The many layers and pieces that create my journey