Holding a piece
of a puzzle,
not knowing
where it fits.
Not sure of
the purpose,
or the picture,
but certain
I must solve it.
Taking each step
on a journey.
Destination
is unknown.
Just know
that I must
keep going,
and where I end up
I’ll be home.
Solving a dream.
Embracing this mystery.
Nothing is as it seems.
There is no certainty,
but twist in the path,
a battle of wills.
Curiosity kills,
but boredom
is a death sentence.
Feeling the skin
of my lover with me.
Seeking the dawn
and the light in the trees.
Not seeking answers,
those come on the sea,
and in the fire
to any eyes that see.
Waiting for winter
to freeze things in place.
Waiting for summer
to grow in this space.
Each day another
puzzle to solve.
Each day and answer
to nothing at all.
Holding a piece of a puzzle
in my hand.
I think I’m starting
to understand,
just a little bit.
HG – 2022
