pieces of humanity

When I walk out that door
When I choose the shoes that are on my feet
When my self is my own
And I own myself
Perspective will turn and look me in the eye
Fear will abandon our friendship
And circumstance will become meaningful
The measure of chaos will equal the measure of precision
My hands will join the masses of change
There is a giant picture
Painted on the life of humanity
But I am all stuck on one corner of it.
It is acceptable, in fact it is encouraged
to draw no conclusion and keep seeking the pieces
As I get closer to meaning
To "enlightenment"
Something grabs my ankles and pulls so hard that I am bruised for days,
sometimes bruised for life
As long as my overall trajectory is forward
is nearer
is closer
Than I will continue to seek truth
To let this that is within me to push me forward
Into a beautiful existence
now and forevermore