Stained Glass SoulA Poem by Phantom Heart
When a pane of glass is dropped, it shatters. Hearts and souls tend to break in the same way.
Each broken soul is like a pane of shattered glass.
Blue shards are memories of purity
Yellows are shadows of old happiness
Greens are pieces of shattered love
Now broken, now hopeless
If we want to be whole again
We must piece together our shards
When we look upon our window,
We still see just broken pieces,
Glued together, hopelessly fragile
Unable to see the real beauty,
When someone else looks at the window
They can see the meticulous detail
The creator put into each piece
They see sunshine
Filtered into beams of brilliant color
Where blues blossom like flowers,
The yellows hold treasured memories,
Greens whisper the promise of a future
Each line is a lesson learned and
And each mistake ever made,
These lines are woven into the design with purpose
They hold together the beauty that is shattered glass
Sometimes broken is beautiful
© 2009 Phantom Heart
Coal City, IL
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