Poems

Puzzle

Confusion doesn’t seep

It pours in as water

From a tap but it

Does not quench.

 

It disorients, leaving

Us puzzled and dazed.

I wish we could all live

A life unfazed.

 

But what would that bring?

How would we live and

Truly experience the good,

If not for all the bad.

 

Knowing this alters not

The scorn nor the pain

It doesn’t stymie the flow

From puzzlement’s tap.

 

Patience, kindness must be

The path we take

While we wait for puzzled

To change back to peace.

 

 

Photo by Ken Treloar on Unsplash

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