Broken Pieces
Walking slowly in utter dark wholly stripped and laid bare
Tears running down my face and a tightening in the air
Heart screaming a deafening silent desperate prayer
Carrying the broken pieces of a life full of ware
Abruptly piercing the sea of black was a beam of light
Silhouetting a tall bearded man who was twice my height
Piercing flame-filled yet loving tender eyes burning so bright
The Son of God had appeared before me all dressed in white
Laying the pieces at his feet eyes swelling turning pink
Barely uttering "I'm broken" as I felt my soul shrink
Chuckling the Son of God grabbed all the fragments with a wink
Little one you are not broken this is not what you think
Purposely placing pieces on the floor with flair and glee
Forming a vibrant mosaic of color and of me
Completing his masterpiece he motioned to come and see
With a loving embrace he whispered "Nothing but beauty!"
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