• It's a jigsaw puzzle


    still being put together


    The land moves up and down

    Left and right

    across the cities,

    the towns where I began.


    The horses roam these grasses of blue

    and run in the lifetime goal

    I am part of this jigsaw still being put together, as everyone else

    We all fit together, one way or another. Some have sharp corners, others are smooth and rounded

    Some are the outlines, creating those inside.

    Others fill in what we cannot (or will not) see.

    But no matter how we see each other


    We are


    all part of


    the great puzzle of Life.