my life is a poem

My life is a poem
I experience living through metaphor
and meaning, or lack of meaning

The rich meter fills me with joy and attention
My inquisitive heart not always in rhyme
My tears the space between the words

In this symbolic beauty
in this iambic imagination
I experience my blood and sleep

Each stanza a new discovery
Each line completed by the unknown
I am drifting, anchored to uncertainty