A puzzle, me, in scattered light,

A fractured dream, that takes to flight.

Some edges shine, some softly fade,

A picture veiled, a soul remade.

I seek the fit, I yearn to see,

The perfect shape, that's meant for me.

A space awaits, a line to find,

A spirit's quest, with hope aligned.

Not whole, but close, a changing grace,

A puzzle's bloom, in time and space