Fitting together, bit by tiny bit,

this is getting me through.

The notches that link, the bumps that won’t,

the picture that’s slow to reveal.

The colours that work, the shapes that don’t,

the purpose it helps me feel.

Finding meaning in a baffling world

can help an anxious mind to subside.

Yet the notable gaps are there to remind

the work that keeps me alive.

 

Poem 1 on Day 1 of NaPoWriMo2020 / GloPoWriMo2020