Puzzle face
Life is a jigsaw puzzle
but all the pieces are the same-sized
small squares and all solid white.
Obsessively we arrange our world,
for a lifetime fooled by the flitting,
whirling, layered shadows that move
across the puzzle face – entrancing, yet shallow,
transitory, ultimately meaningless.
The trick is not to form a pleasing picture
but to stop our grasping, see below
the shadows to the pristine surface
upon which the ancient game is being played.
O child of God, puzzle-making is one of God’s
pastimes
as well as storytelling and sleight-of-hand.
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