Shards

“When you look at a piece of delicately spun glass you think of two things: how beautiful it is and how easily it can be broken.”

Forgive me what I did not know,

I thought you were a man,

But you were something more..

I met you on

The bell-strewn shore,

You took my hand, and said,

“This is what I’m here for, and

There is no time to live without,

So take this, you will work it out

A broken piece of a broken, broken self,”

Reflecting on and on and on,

I took it with my fingers crossed,

But even that you knew..

Wise Woman, I’ve come back..

And like the others on your track,

I’m laying down my bell..

For when all of me was broken down

I saw the pieces swept to hell

Through that tiny piece

Of you you’d left with me..

So before I left them all behind,

I turned and swept them up inside

To show this bell-strewn shore

Something beautiful and new.

Saying, “This is what I am here for too,

And there’s no time to live without,

So take these pieces of me,

And you will work it out.”

Goodbye broken, little doubts.

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