Asymmetry

In a world imperfect,
we cannot expect symmetry.
For the curved roads and uneven hills
remind us of unpredictability.

The ability of the ground to shake
or the boulders to tumble.
Our lives are often guided
by how we clear blocked paths.

We’re defined by how we traverse without maps,
how we dance without song,
by how we carry on.
It is anything, but easy or simple.

But we cannot always draw
within these lines we create.
We must find comfort in the inevitability
the lines will break.