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.
Featured image captured on August 4th, 2017, in Anthy-sur-Léman, France. (iPhone 5S, HDR settings)
Poem written in 12 syllable lines, created as part of the 36th Weekly Writing Workshop on Mug’s Tale, exploring the theme “Broken”. Hit this link to vote for this poem and take it one step closer to the Readers’ Award.