Mysterious [dedicated to 41st]

It's not a Rubik of six by nine,
some believe it's coded on a line.
It's more like a jigsaw with umpteen pieces,
for folks to figure out it's puzzling faces.

Where to begin is like toss of a coin,
not everyone though gets it fine.
Some give up playing, early in the game
others keep trying, not easy to tame.

No one does have a magic band,
there's nothing here, like the sleight of hand.
It's all about fixing pieces right,
though some are crooked, some with straight side

For some it's a struggle, it's fun for some,
winners are those who get it done.
Puzzled faces wear a winsome smile
at the end of a journey on it's final mile.

That's life!