Uprooting —

Moving from A to B
Like a puzzle with too many pieces
I cannot C it
Completed

No box with a pretty picture
To point my guiding arrow
At a target imaginable
Afar

Uprooting —

Finding a way
Through the haze and daze
Of idle passing days
In contemplation

Thoughtless waves pounds the shore
Gnawing at the last realm of time
And the soft sand
Disappearing.