In my journey to understand, my soul
I've been a million pieces, then whole
They come and go,
each playing their role
In their own unique way,
Some part of me, they stole
I don't mind giving each, what I can
Without some elaborate selfish plan
Isn't it bliss? When you see them grow?
A part of your soul, freeing their whole?
- Divine 22/11/23
