Reflections in Chaos
Once you let go of the veil of deception
All the truth will come into perception
You’ll find that reality is not about collection
But a mosaic of fragmented reflection
The pieces lie in disarray, a puzzle’s selection
Waiting for hands to give them correction
Each shard a story, a slice of reflection
In the chaos, we find our own salvation
In every piece, a different direction
A unique path to one’s own perfection
Yet in this maze of complex section
Lies clarity amidst the misdirection
In the labyrinth of life’s construction
We carve out space for our own expression
Bound by walls of our own erection
We paint our dreams, seek their projection
Yet through the cracks, light’s intersection
Reveals the truth, and its complexion
It whispers of worlds beyond our inspection
A dance of stars, in vast connection
In this expanse, we seek reflection
A moment of peace, in starlight’s collection
In the vast quiet, a serene detection
Of life’s true course, and its direction
Where whispers travel without deflection,
Carrying hopes, dreams, and affection
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