Somethings

There does seem to be some sort of a plan. Darned if I can tell what it is.  This week*s somethings inform next week somethings. I have a strong sense that it all counts... all of it counts for something.

I know I*m looking for something.

Still

It keeps changing

Into a string of somethings,

A rainbow

Of somethings.

Last week*s somethings

Inform the ones

This week.

I find myself offering options

To clients

I had no idea about

Even the week before.

They thank me for options

I never even offered

In the first place.

Still

I know I am looking

For something,

So I can offer something

Even when it turns out

A complete mystery