Rambling

Undoing personal intricacies vulnerably when I feel prone I am with none but myself and yet I don't stand alone While dabbling in mysteries with uncertainties when adrift I go back to very beginning through old muddle again sift Answers are often encrypted in questions which are posed Assigning expected outcome not differently much opposed Some moments reflect daunting end results seeming obscure Life permeates in strange ways one perseveringly must endure We try being picture perfect on some counts awfully fail Must let good sense take on and over past follies prevail The ramble may be treacherous tad arduous, tricky and unknown Me and my shadow amble on taking what all in gets thrown