Searching through the scrambled pieces,
Hundreds,
thousands, maybe more
Scattered
loosely, helter skelter
Laid
out on the puzzle board.
Trying
hard to find an interlocking place
To
fit, to be,
To
integrate with all the rest
And
form a perfect symmetry.
No
one piece can be forgotten,
Not
a single one misplaced,
Else
the picture be misshapen
Vision
hopelessly erased.
But
when the whole has come together
And
each piece knows where it should be,
Witness
all the bigger picture
Formed
with perfect clarity.
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