Pieces by A Elizabeth

Pieces

Pieces,

Peices,

Pices,

Peaces.

Past,

Present,

Future,

The Unknown.

All of us,

A form,

A mass,

A me, a you.

From grasses as tall as I can reach,

To deep seas crashing below my feet,

From where the sun eats,

To where the stars sleep,

We look to collect,

Something to reflect,

A web, a color,

A piece.

We are all reaching,

For a piece.