She gazes at the world with eyes of wonder,
crystal vision, and a heart of thunder;
her lips perched to speak
when other tongues fall weak.
She's felt the razor's edge,
and has made a pledge
to continue threading and weaving her life
despite her losses and cutting strife.
Look closely, you'll see through her cryptic haze;
find yourself in the midst of her embroidered maze.
Follow its designs with wisdom and care,
for you're sure to discover complexities there--
the delicate seams of when her heart was broken
and days of her past filled with words unspoken.
She carries an aura of lessons learned,
of hopes and dreams, crushed and burned.
Every patch, crisscross, stitch, and knot,
reminds her of who she is and is not.
Every circle, diagonal, and curve define her;
molds into a path that realigns her.
She knits these patterns to make herself whole,
creating what few of us may get to behold--
the labyrinth quilt known as her soul.
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