“If only I could have been alone since then, I would have produced gems with my own soul.
In spite of refining others.”
to reveal a portion of myself, let me call it an art! for each one of us shall weave our journey with smudging hues all around the pearled circumference, isn’t it? never to unleash the mystery of inner felt nerve, it may pour out in its own unique nature, form or shape, also wither away among its own fence. never be too easy for others. for you aren’t an answer, my dear.
~you’re a jigsaw!💜