Riddle Me This

I'm a game of pieces, both small and large,

A challenge to solve, like a mind's barrage.

With colors and shapes, I'll test your wit,

But my secret lies deeper, can you find it?

Once whole and complete, I'm a captivating sight,

But take me apart, and you'll see my might.

In fragments I dwell, scattered and arrayed,

A puzzle that needs solving, lest I fade.

Each piece is unique, with edges precise,

Interlocking like thoughts in a mental device.

Fit them together, make a picture arise,

A tapestry of clues, hidden before your eyes.

With patience and skill, you'll start to see,

The grand design that lies within me.

Solving me requires both logic and art,

For I'm not just a game, but a work of the heart.

So ponder this riddle, let your mind entwine,

As you seek the answer, don't fret or resign.

For when you unravel the enigma I pose,

You'll discover a puzzle, where knowledge flows.

What am I, you may wonder, perplexed and amused?

A challenge to conquer, a riddle to be mused.

Look past the surface, delve deep and embrace,

The beauty of me, a jigsaw puzzle in space.