Oh, Masterful Riddle...
The pieces... how bewildered am I, as assembly to full view? Certainly, the most beautiful beheld. Each fomat, but a semblance... so blatant before my eyes! How did I not see? Yet, I press... as the attempt of the cube's entry. The corners are sharp, yet You tumble me. My jagged edges, You smooth... that I palate. Liquefy... You allow my travel. Help me to see, that I might revel at touching the utmost. Amen.