Edges and sky

Years ago, I remember my beginning therapy sessions, and the therapist likening therapy to dumping the puzzle box, and looking at the pieces.  We have moved on to other metaphors since, but I find myself coming back to the jigsaw puzzle, figuring out which pieces fit, and which belong in someone else's jigsaw puzzle box.  I am trying to keep the edges and the sky, the important parts.  The rest, as always, fills in as it does.

Too many pieces

Of the puzzle.

I sit in the blue chair

Figure which pieces

Can be left

Out of the puzzle

Until January,

Which ones

Will not fit

At all.

I do not want to lose

The edge pieces.

I would like to include

The sky,

The upness and outness

Of things.

There will be other opportunities

To come.

Some opportunities

Will never come again.

I try to keep

The edges and sky.