puzzle

Puzzle

Before me lies a puzzle.
So many pieces that it seems overwhelming.
Where do you start?
How do you begin?

I know at the end lies a picture.
A brilliant masterpiece.
One I can’t wait to see.
Beauty for all to envy.

Piece by piece I search for connections.
Some come easy and the shape begins.
Piece after piece I can see the beauty.
One so captivating I am mesmerized.

Then just when I think I am on the way.
The puzzle pieces in my very hands changes.
It doesn’t seem to fit anywhere.
Did the puzzle change?

Or was it just needing to be rearranged?
Finding a way to make it fit again.
You are a puzzle.
So many pieces.

Just when I try to places the pieces you move again.
I am hear to help you find the final pieces.
To see the masterpiece that lies within.
The beauty that is you and is the love within.

I will work with the pieces and find them homes again.
All that could stop us from the beauty of love.
Is if you take the pieces away again.