I was going to title this Chunks, but it really is about the whole megillah, the whole of everything, every jot and tittle. One thing shifts and of course everything else needs to shift.
Awareness comes
In chunks
It seems.
One piece shifts
Allows room
For the whole megillah
To shift,
Settle into new order.
Chunks fall into place
Next to the old pieces.
New sense is made
Of the whole
Even as I struggle
To understand
What it all means.
I marvel at
What this chunk looks like
Next to that chunk.
Even as I wonder
At the shift
In the whole megillah.
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