The Picture

The pieces fit so perfectly

And the picture you behold,

Bit by bit you lay them down

And watch the scene unfold.

At first scattered assortments

Of every shape and size.

But everything you need to know

Lies right before your eyes.

You may think you know just what

This picture will portray,

You may think before you start

Just what it will display.

For people though they have the parts

They place haphazardly,

The view they hold within the mind

May not be as it be.

For all must slot together

Before you know what's right,

And then to your amazement

You see another sight.

Not as first imagined,

For what it does reveal,

Is not what some may state as fact

Believing that it's real.

All have their opinions,

And their time they spend,

Piecing bits together

To see what's at the end.

Yes, all lies there before you,

With all one needs to know,

Be void of pre-conception

And watch the truth then grow.

Piece by piece all does come clear

For every part will fit,

And a view of understanding

Is what it will depict.

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