"Perhaps in our breaking, we're not shattered, But divinely shaped, each moment mattered. Perfectly fragmented we become, Fitting into something greater, as one. Contributing to the bigger picture through night and day. A puzzle piece in life's vast array, Like a butterfly’s wing, causing a silent force setting in motions life’s intricate course A ripple in time,  Generations have been seeking, searching to find, The essence of our eternal glory We stitch the threads to weave

Over time our memories may become fragmented or fade, but there are some moments and experiences that stay forever ingrained. A familiar...