Pieces lay scattered
in front of me
colors which match
shapes recognizable
seen before
tabs and divots
sitting cross-legged
picking up one
trying in vain
to make them
fit
struggling
forcing
one into another
checking the image
I see
how I wish them
to be
but they’re just
a million pieces
individual
a picture
already
whole
See
daybreak
witness
dusk
write
pain
live
life
twice
hear
harmony
of
words
happen
daily
tears
winks
smiles
pleas
help
candles
wishes
hope
desire
all
are
there
if
only
we
see
them
as
miracles
Four
rose
petals
two
white
two
pink
draw
breath
meet
somewhere
mid-life
touch
cautiously
move
against
parting
tongues
dancing
expressing
true
selves
Learn
water
grow
See
understand
know
Hear
listen
sow
Feel
touch
oh
