Life is a Puzzle...

Ever since I can remember, I have always compared my life to a puzzle....... with  happiness being its heart.  I found a poem in my folder that I wrote when I was 16 and was reminded of where it started.  It’s been an incredible personal journey...... Revisiting............................

The Puzzle

I sat down

At my desk

Pieces all around

Trying to figure out the pattern

That would bring them together as one

All colors of the rainbow were lying there for me

To come to a solution and bring them to life, you see.

I picked up one and then another

Until they finally fit

Now, I am happy

But only for a bit

For you see, my creation is not nearly complete

I must go on until ALL the pieces meet

It’s screaming out to me,

I can hear it quite well

“Put me together” it yells

I’m almost finished now

Only three more pieces to go

Here’s one and then another

Oh no!  No more!  It’s gone!

The heart of my creation is lost, nowhere near

It can’t live without a heart, I fear

It’s speaking to me …

I hear it quite well

I can’t stop my journey until my puzzle’s heart is found   

I bury my friend deep inside its box

Until another day when a heart can be sought

-Mary E. Dorsett

August 24, 1984