So here I am ~ alone,
filtering the pieces ~ snipping,
wondering at the shape.
How did the puzzle of my life web out,
to its existing shape?
Where did the fit get forced in,
to create this design?
Was it possible to transform the shapes,
into different patterns ~ to bring an outcome,
that included love, trust, support, and sunshine?
Cutting and reshaping the pieces of my life,
seem a reasonable choice ~ but into what?
Where do I reroute? Where do I delete?
Where do I add ~ and what shape should it be?
These are the questions left,
the questions left to life.