Similes of Veneration
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Because no one ever handles enigma
The way he wraps it like a shroud

I give him my praise.

When looked at from afar,
His pitfalls are tangles
Of threads interwoven
Into one beautiful embroidery

His life is a maze of no exit
But inside his labyrinth
I feel free to roam

His darkness is defeat
To my sense of sight
But he has awakened
All of my other senses

His broken pieces are mosaic
Of the many small things
That makes up all the big ones

His is a tale I know so well
From footnote to footnote
Yet I read it like I don’t

For his disaster is paradise,
His tears are oases
His scars form a treasure map

And his vulnerability
Tells me
That even the omnipotent
Is imperfect.

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rain, for the inspiration to face life with love, not only for other hearts, but also for my own.