Today wasn't it, apparently.
Letting go of yesterday,
praying ourselves toward the future.
Duct-taped dreams
float to surface,
bailing-wired hopes
lean sunward.
Tornado-debris scattered puzzle
floating unhindered
because
our own construction failed.
Trusting that pieces will
care-fully be rebuilt
by one with deeper vision
into mosaic of functionality, beauty.
Transferring today's unanswered
hope to the place where possibility
still breathes: tomorrow.
© 2012 Todd Jenkins
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