A decent "no" and charitable "yes",
A chaos that's a trouble to process, -
All go in soup you cook of thoughts and of a kind,
Of actions and a mix of small denials.
Past second thoughts and hardly learnt forgiveness,
To live is to connect, and find soul in stillness,
And to rejoice that yesterday has after,
To celebrate a silver naive laughter,
Go past a string of sweat, false and despairs,
By chance, avenge some creepy love affairs,
Climb step-by-step and stone-by-stone collect
A masterpiece of fragments on the deck.
Now wishing for your puzzle to converge
And never take for granted even urge;
Don't count, just light candles up
For the coming leap around the Sun.