Jagged

Among the broken shards that lay Diamonds glitter in the dust Cuts and wounds trace a jagged path Across my bleeding heart I reach my hands to gather all of them Those fragile bits that scattered all about Along this path, a chosen vision seen To hold them, precious pieces, next to me For even the most beautiful flower Will wilt when cut But while I will grow myself more rugged still To hold thorn strong against a life so bruised My murmur of faith can be gently felt As I rise beside the fallen shadow parts By morn my eyes will see the sun arise My imperfections beautifully repaired Just wait until I mend upon this shore And I will surely fly away again Jagged contest 9-12-21 8-13-21 I Will Fly Away 10th place