Perspective Change Poem


I am faced with a challenge.

A problem needed to be solved.

Monumental in difficulty.

One I need to find the solution for.

There has to be an answer.

It would not be a designed problem otherwise.

***

I have done everything to try to solve it.

Tried a hundred different methods.

Even tried solving it inversely.

Doing the opposite of how I think it it might be solved.

At last resort, tried to force a different solution entirely.

All failures.

***

I stop and take a breath.

Lie down in the dark away from the problem.

Converse with the moon.

Tell it of my hopes and fears.

Methods of victory still running through my head.

A slideshow of everything encountered but fluid like the moonlight.

***

My frustration cooled by the time the warm sun has risen.

With one more calm breath I face the problem again.

The solution shifts into focus like magic.

Solvable all that time and easy in the end.

All it took was a different perspective.

And a conversation between me and the moon.


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