Written By, Aurelie E.
Life isn’t a puzzle with edges that stay,
nor a riddle that’s answered in only one day.
It bends and it shifts, like the tide or the rain—
you wake every morning, and solve it again.
The pieces don’t fit the same as before,
new doors may appear where there once was no door.
The map keeps on changing, the path twists and bends,
yet each step reminds you: beginnings are friends.
The weight of tomorrow is lighter than fear,
for meaning is made in the now, and right here.
There’s beauty in struggle, in loss, and in gain—
to rise with the dawn, and solve it again.
So cherish the questions, let wonder remain,
the answers will come, but never the same.
Life’s not a straight line, but a dance without end—
each morning’s a chance to solve it again.
