A jigsaw puzzle of small pieces that pass between my hands.
From pieces,
I build its distant silhouette,
who would have thought that under pieces of
cloth I would find such a delicate outline
and that among
a thousand bits I would have to assemble it that carved thick edge,
that among fragments I would join with my delicate hands such a fine
soft and whitened outline that with a look evokes such beautiful feelings,
stirs the deepest of my innermost being.
