I am not a puzzle with a missing part,
Nor a broken rhythm in a steady heart.
I am a system that learned to survive,
Keeping the flame of the spirit alive.

I trade the “why” for a gentle “how,”
And offer myself this grace, right now:
The map was missing, but I am here,
Moving with kindness instead of fear.

No more hiding, no more blame—
Just understanding in place of shame.

—Frost ❄️