In a life of one you're a puzzle piece ,a sun ,or an entail
A passing by inspirer
Or a consequent of trail
A mirage of obscurity
A tale of every dale
A soul might take a glimpse of you
But never again recall
The hierarchy of one and more
Before aspiring all
Are we the heroes of our veils
Or are we a part of others?
A morning of a new lit day
Or a night of a passive ,bothered?
To realize ones place in life
is but a big convention
Life , let alone all challenges
Is a sonder in dimension
