The moments you feel scattered, confused and unclear, those unexpected road are lined up with fear
This sorrow and this fall is where silence calls you, we even ask and plead you with questions so unendingly constant
But answers are seem far where these pieces are unsolvable, trapped inside the loopholes of this puzzle…
Each loss is a triumph that ever moment is ascended, these thread in a tapestry of your life’s dream
In the puzzle of chaos, we make no sense just alone where the whole world brings beauty all once it is shown
Those pain, and even joy and other unforeseen ways are just brushstrokes of life that is part of a bigger picture…
Each twist is current of steam, leads onwards through this landscape of a dream yet to come
I’m the heartache of troubles, the shadows are also your own loss, sharp part of you that is bitter and even makes you cross
You still wanted to be wilded, as this burden to bear are too likely to plan with care…
Who writes these stories, those twists and turn are places of lessons you needed to see and keep
Is it fate, or chance or something that’s beyond important, yes it is guiding your every heartbeat
Zoom in into your inner soul, these life events are perfectly crafted, a masterpiece timelessly like gold…
Perspective from those quiet fear
Life is so uncertain
Life is never random
All was perfectly crafted
