Work in progress — Sep 8, 2017
I’m just a stained glass window
some colors bright, some dim
just broken bits and pieces
held together with wire and tin.
I am a stained glass window
random pieces of glass that
create a tapestry of splendor
when the sun shines through.
Don’t get too close, you’ll see the scars
I’m best held out of reach
where no one can feel
the broken bitterness
I refuse to reveal.
Don’t look so close, watch from afar
somewhat discouraged
I’d rather be alone
than risk the pain
deep in my bones.
Truth is, I’m a lonely soul
cast in an iron frame
displayed out of reach
and useless without the sun
useless without the sun.
Thoughts about serving others
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