Mystery | #NaPoWriMo2020 | Prompt 8

Prompt: Write a poem where the title us "the mystery of ___".

I had a dream last night

And two more the day before

But the worst happened let me admit

I forgot before I could blurt it 

Oh no, I'm not pissed at all

This has been my life since childhood

A mystery of mysteries to decipher

Unfold dreams and also remember

I have loads of faint memories though

Of running across green fields

Befriending a lion and a leopard

And sitting alone in blues, blurred

But these puzzles don't fit together

Everywhere I go, I hope they find me

My lost pieces and tangled stories

And a few epiphanies making my assorted series

But some day I'll collect them all

And weave them together, for

I'll have a thousand reasons to hold on

The day my mystery reveals a paragon