Finding My Place

Just when I thought I had it all figured out— go concrete rather than abstract

Just at the moment I found quotations agreeing with my stance

At that moment my edifice of belief cracked

I found a Buddhist magazine with the word Kindness on the front cover

Just at that moment when I read the titles of articles

At that moment I wondered if the universe conspired to give me that word

At that moment I knew that I needed to wrestle with meaning for the universe

At that moment I knew my task was to grapple with my place within the word

Where did I fit

Where had the fit been ungainly

Where did I need to live the word 

How does this abstract noun become mine