Sometimes, when all hope seems lost, and you are left there
Staring at this man-made, senseless, chaotic mess.
All you need to do is shift focus, walk further,
Step back. Look beyond the borders of your picture.
Choose a new standpoint, focus on the elements
Move things around as you please. Fly them up and down.
Right and left. Delete, rename, repurpose, replace.
The scattered pieces will all fall back into place,
Rearranged by your newfound sight. Lay back, and
Observe. Soon the world will start making sense again.
Poem written in 12 syllable lines, also published on Soul Lines.