sEven Boxes

seven boxes

each a different colour
each a different size
one has my soul in it
everything that I remember
another has three pieces of a puzzle
one little box has all my possessions
just stuff from here and there
one box is empty
off to the side
two boxes are filled
with other peoples stuff
distracting
one box is filled with keys
all the same kind
only one can work
all are filled with questions
one of seven points the way
clearly for one on a path
obscure is the route