Always This Puzzle Piece

Each morning when I wake
trying to find
who I am
with the endless missing puzzle piece
fleeing me again
the sadness is intensified
that I
should always be
swimming in an ocean
that has
no isle for me

At night when I lay me down
before another day
I dream a dream of voices
that speak
but never say
leaving
just a wanting
waiting hole in me
for something to return again that
never seemed to be.

Truly blessed and complete
in life are
those who have found
that once missing puzzle piece.


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