The sky was a puzzle today
with all the pieces clouds
not quite connected
but looking as if they might
as if there was a chance
they'd get put back together
and those soft edges would disappear
those painter's brush-strokes
blurring into a seamless whole
I wonder sometimes
about skies like this
about how they fit
in this world of puzzles
where connections run rampant
but only connect
when some heavenly motion
pushes them into each other
pushes them through each other
till they are transformed
and descend
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