Pieces Poem by Nina gáspari

Facts analyzed
Acts interpreted
Mended heart
Like a quilt, joined by lines
Woven by stardust
Uniting joys, and brightening the pain
I am whole, again
No rancor or whining
An unknotted bow
I recognize myself, like maybe
You can´t recognize your own self
I walk my own path, like maybe
You do it random
I move on, even tho I get lost
In the in betweens of life
Although I find myself in the beginnings
I look at myself, I see myself, I know myself
An infinite flash
I don´t know where the end is, but I know
I´m just beginning.