A summer of burning
and winds ever turning,
becoming a church
tuned to solitude;
a stained glass window
themed in sorrow,
dulled by years,
cracked with empathy.
Never noticed it’s broken
by words never spoken,
as the sun always rises
in a clouded sky;
when the moon reigns,
can you see in the panes
the stains of our history,
in the silver light?
We must heal the incisions,
conquering decisions
that lead to a tapestry
bereft of compassion;
stop the glass from breaking,
fresh hope in the making,
painting a new picture
of our unity.
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Prompt Used: A] The Random options: 17) Broken Glass
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Wow, thats a great entry. Great use of words and is very deep. Great. I love that line " we must heal the incisions, conquering decision. Some great imagery in here. I always love the old church buildings with their stained glass and on on. Aa great write.
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This is one Powerful piece my Friend and Love that rhyme~ the flow also the message ~ Excellent!!
I had to read again- for it just grabs and much energy infuses~ Love it!!
When I read - reminded me of the church up the street- major renovations but the stained glass windows always swell my eyes
Thank You for sharing Your Talent and Voice~
Many blessings to You in all You do Sweet Soul
Best wishes in the contest too
with much love & light~ Desire~*~
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