Broken
the Broken Soul
the Broken Glass
shards lying upon the floor
waiting for the Light
to touch them
that they may become the Prism
and reflect the colors of the Rainbow
to escape the consciousness
of their brokenness
again
the Children smiled
for the colors
intrigued them
as the glint of light
twinkled in their eye
little did they know
or understand
that their potential
included this possible fate
probable you said
and you are probably right
but know that this night
before the dawn arises
we can move the furniture
we can rearrange
that which is strange
and askew to our Soul
that the unwholeness
of this broken glass
can be cast into the light
and lend to life
its alchemy
in vivid color
© 17 June 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.
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