Fashioned by the Maker, sought by the Thief is my soul most precious.
Fragments of intricacy, pieces of essence, remnants of beyond;
Scattered from the womb, dispersed throughout destiny, hidden within life.
Steps grow longer, paths grant choices, the cold of shadows numbs.
By outward forces, invasive means, a journey becomes a search.
Light reveals darkness, darkness reveals truth, truth condemns.
A simple beacon, sentiments beckon, bonds loosen, a new path emerges;
Introspective hills, ardent valleys, no footprints, no destination in sight.
Hints of fragments, proof of pieces, thoughts of remnants propel.