So...

When our souls become broken…
our selves tossed away…by a slip or a fall...or a roll in the hay…
you'll know if it serves Nature's purpose…

She'll give nary a tinker's dam
if you go or if you stay…
...unless, of course, it suits her plan…to send you on your way...

So...we must search our missing ...bits…
stitch our whole selves back together
to discover...who we're meant to be…
...and then...
go out and find our places
...on the chessboard of life?
     …hmmm...

It's gonna be another long day, eh?