The Ends That We Began

Chapter 10

Extending a hand,
Extending.
Reaching to lift.
Reaching.

Picking up the pieces.

How unique the esteem is,
Dreaming.
Life has its mysteries,
but our purpose,
Colliding with forces

Makes it an unpunctuated script, forcing it to stick.

Forcing it to make sense.
And here we stand
extending a hand.

Grasping to understand,
understand things,
things we thought we had planned.
Things we’ve had undone…

The ends,
that we began.