What so fun about blank spaces
Making up chaotic grids
Or dismembered objects
That we just can’t seem to fix
Metal rods bent just so
Sadistically entangled
Aisles of endless paths that end
In 90o angles
What is the lure that calls us to
Seek out the sheer frustration
That's disguised as
Entertainment and/or relaxation
Are we challenging our minds
Or secretly competing
With everyone who’s gone before us
The thought is quite intriguing
Crosswords, mazes, cubes perplex us
Numbers, shapes and puzzles vex us
We reason, guess and calculate
Applying logic, law and faith
To find the answer someone knew
But disguised to hide from view
Challenging us to search and find
By paths known only in their mind
Meant to question and to seek
To find the wisdom of belief
The wonders of the mind of man
Are formed in us by God’s own hand
So through the mazes of this life
Misunderstandings, pain and strife
We can be guided by His light
When we recieve the mind of Christ
