Thursday, October 16, 2014

Original Song/Poem Thursday♥Week #7

We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we
ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great
treasure. This makes it clear that our great power
is from God, not from ourselves.
II Corinthians 4:7


Broken pieces
Various shapes
Numerous dimensions

Pasted on the ground
Collectively individual
Creating one visual scene

Mournful reminders
Of what used to be
And what will never be again

The broken pieces of life
Collect in the bottom of souls
Reminding us of our past

Painful or pleasant pieces
Brokenness can create beauty
If we allow it the opportunity.
by theresa arnold





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