Light of I AM

We are broken!


Like colored glass

Scattered upon the marble

Cracked and jagged


Somehow light still shines


Through the bits, throwing

Shimmering brilliance of

Blues, reds, yellows and greens


But touch an edge …


And blood flows

Dark and crimson

Staining the pristine


How the tears flow


And mingle down

Down upon the ground

The dead lay


Oh, to make whole!


To rise again

And make right the wrong

Oh, how I long to see those bits of glass


The window restored and


Reflecting the full glory

Telling your story

Of love and mercy


Of life everlasting!

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