Broken vase once full of flowers,
My life was shattered, pieces apart.
The missing fractions I am seeking,
But what if they can be replaced…?
Instead of gluing up the vase,
I use clay and make one from scratch.
Instead of analyzing how I got here,
I focus on the destination I want to get at.
Dammed river once flowing freely,
My living was obstructed, barriers around.
The solid blocks I try to demolish,
But what if there is a less walked path…?
Instead of tearing down the barriers,
I release water out of the reservoir.
Instead of failing at too hard a task,
I embrace, for now, a different line of attack.