Puzzle Pieces
Author Dana Redricks
November 23, 2024
When I see you, I see the puzzle pieces of your life slowly taking shape as your life begins to take shape and the pain begins to be replaced to reveal the beauty that was hidden.
When I see you, I see the puzzle pieces of your life, edges worn, yet steadfast, Slowly finding where they belong, a picture emerging from the chaos of the past.
Each fragment tells a story of pain endured, of love misplaced, yet now they shift, guided by a quiet hand, into a pattern that feels like grace.
Your life begins to take its form, not bound by what was lost or broken, but by what you’ve chosen to rebuild the pain once sharp, now soft, replaced by truths you’ve finally spoken.
And as the beauty reveals itself, no longer hidden beneath the weight of this world, I see not just the bruises and brokenness, but the strength in every piece, as your life puzzle begins to come together as you find a new release, and you finally feel at peace.
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