We are living a giant puzzle
With pieces all a-swirl
Every time we walk a pace
A few pieces fall into place
Resolving a part of the puzzle
That didn’t have a face
As polarities dissolve
Our puzzle gets half resolved
The half picture that emerges
Triggers a fresh story
Created as we talk
Journeying down this path
The pieces are all around us
Putting them together, realizing the true order
Unravels bookish learning and traditions, hide bound
Learning to play well, in life’s giant puzzle
Requires open eyes to look
Into our own deep wells!
Anita You put things so well on the page. You grab things, anything and use them as the vehicle to deliver your song to us. Another good one here.
Anita, how you right about are lives being a giant puzzle. It is when the pieces don't fit then we know we are in trouble. Or if there is a piece missing, we know that too. There is none of that in this beautiful poem. All the pieces fit perfectly and there is not one missing there. Top marks and thanks for sharing this with us my friend. David
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are the missing piece to my mysterious puzzle. Write on.