Broken

Broken

 

A bond of such pure iron

Was made to remain unbroken,

But now fissures splinter to life

From the weight of words unspoken.

 

More priceless than untainted silver,

More precious than purest gold,

But for a lack of conflict’s sake,

A story must remain untold.

 

Never to see the flowers grow,

Or watch another bud blossom,

New growth spring forth, toward the sky

God’s precious gift in a power so awesome.

 

A power so casually taken away,

Never to see the spring bloom and rise,

Or watch the caress of the sun’s warming rays

To see recognition in their bright eyes.

 

A stranger to those given you by God;

Isolated, trapped, distant.

Driven away by the mutual roots,

Turned malignant in a single instant.

 

A bond forged of steel

Unconditionally depends

On the whim of nature’s moods

As you grasp the fraying ends.

 

All you can do is desperately cling

To the mast on the raging seas,

Await welcoming bells that are never to ring,

And a long-awaited, favorable breeze.