Just Be It All

Have faith and belief, but only up to a point - a rhyming poem.

Just be whole, not halves or parts,
Is how fulfillment truly starts.
'Cause background tips are surely neater
When the park-er pays the meter.

When love is right, there's little guessing;
Crystal clear, it's quite a blessing.
Then there's times an ounce of thought
Can save the day from pain so fraught.

These unicorns are make-believe,
Despite what breeders may conceive;
For mappings of the universe
Are heaven's skies, and not reverse...