Puzzle Pieces

            We look for solutions amongst lights in the sky
    that can only be found in broken pieces
                fragments of the whole
illustrative only of what is missing
            finite space        finite only in our           limitations
        so eager to find themselves fit amongst the stars
                  to burn
                      then burn out
                                    fade
                              to darkness

                                             but always,
                                                              stars.

                                              too far away to grasp

                                            but close enough for envy.

Forty Two

Everything we are is numbers
a menagerie of mathematics
calculations carved from chaos
manifest as the universe expressed
perspective brought to life as art.

Take away the day to day
the duties and obligations
the life we put on display
and the one we hide in resignation;
everything we are is numbers.

Let that comfort you in your time of need
when it seems all is fraught with terror
do not deceive yourself to concede,
all faults are just statistics and errors
a menagerie of mathematics

while you, the consciousness that remains,
define the order of operations
by which all else is contained;
disorder made numerical expectations
calculations carved from chaos.

Take these puzzled notions to heart
for it is not your task to find a solution
only to be present and take part
let existence be enough of a contribution
manifest as the universe expressed.

We are genesis and annihilation
the greatest pleasure and the most heinous pain
we are more than our birth or our station
we are what discord was meant to obtain;
perspective brought to life as art.