Sunday, May 3, 2015

Broken Pieces

Broken pieces
Shattered on the floor
Scattered to the corners
Impossible to gather
Some pieces too small
Sharp edges to watch for
Slivers that go in too deep

The precious vase is gone
A million pieces on the floor
Pieces to be carefully gathered
And placed back together
By the patient, gentle hands
Of the Master Creator

The broken becomes whole
Pieces placed, cracks filled
Somehow the treasure restored
Is more precious than before

The cracks reveal the beauty
That comes from being loved
A love that patiently restores
All the broken pieces
To make it whole again

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