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Jigsaw
I long for understanding
of that which I cannot see.
Will time reveal the whole picture,
of which I only see a small piece?
I pushed upon the door,
hopeful that the reason the last one didn't open
is because this one was supposed to.
It opened a crack,
giving me a glimpse of what lay ahead;
only to slam shut again.
I choose to trust in the future unknown—
even when I do not understand.
of that which I cannot see.
Will time reveal the whole picture,
of which I only see a small piece?
I pushed upon the door,
hopeful that the reason the last one didn't open
is because this one was supposed to.
It opened a crack,
giving me a glimpse of what lay ahead;
only to slam shut again.
I choose to trust in the future unknown—
even when I do not understand.
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