The puzzle pieces I knew I could fit together, if given a lifetime
Why will my fingers never fumble and finally find the picture of you
How big the whole of you, the hole left in me
The puzzle pieces I knew I could fit together, if given a lifetime
Why will my fingers never fumble and finally find the picture of you
How big the whole of you, the hole left in me

The Constellations
I've need to unravel Them
To disclose the stars
In your Due North Sky
Far more stars than I knew why
I saw galaxies
Of sand, stars, ashes
We’re on our knees, sifting through
Blindfolded even
Steady my looking glass
Tame the night sky
Instruct my young hand
Intrigue my aged eye
Be healed
Outside
Under the stars
Or the stars above the clouds
With warmth
And friends
Around your neck or underfoot
Be healed