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Life is a riddle,
Living is a puzzle
For which, perhaps, no one has a solution-
But I don't even know the rules!
I can watch people-shells
Moving around,
I can guess
At what's inside-
But I haven't a clue as to what's real!
Peering out cautiously
From within fortified walls,
I ponder the enigma
Presented me by humanity-
But the important meanings escape my grasp.
I always had someone
To rise to every occasion,
Though always frightened and uncertain,
They were never stymied long-
But our house of cards has fallen apart.
Confusion reigns on many fronts,
Internal mayhem shakes my foundation-
But I believe in the calm after the storm.
It's hard to imagine
What successful results
Could rise from the ashes
Of such excruciating pain-
But I will trust that this is the chaos of creation…..
And I will believe
That love is possible,
That hope endures,
And that the results will be worth
The pain.
