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A Broken Vase
A Broken Vase
The crystal vase slips from her hand
and in the slow motion, as it tumbles to the floor
so she thought, "As is my life, as is my heart."
.......and it smashes into a thousand pieces.
Amid the destruction she sweeps the shattered glass...
fragmented, shards that once were so beautiful.
The water (her love) ebbing across the floor.
The white daisys (her life) lie broken and twisted.
Tears of disillusionment and dispondancy fall
joining that of the puddle, spreading wider.
Can this disaster be halted, turned around?
The damage has been done, her heart is broken.
The glass swept up, the water mopped, she wonders...
Can the love that still exists be recovered?
Carefully she picks thru the glass,
collecting whole blossoms and broken stems.
From the cupboard she gets the pitcher
Old, blue, enameled....tried, true, durable.
With thought, she rearranges the flowers
and places them in the clean water.
~*~
Make sure your heart is durable
if you entrust it to others.
Chose your own flowers,
dig your own well.........
In this heart shaped vase of mine,
you are the loving waters
that keep the flowers of my life alive....
.........please handle with care.
As Dasiys need water,Life needs Love.It takes one to support the other.Love this writing.A great insight into the mind.Great write Kat Buren :)
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slow meditation
thanks for sharing
Absolutely Splendid!!
.....should read: "IT" was a collection....etc., not "I" . Oooops. Teddy
"Poe" I'm not, nor "Rich" am I,
but I'll be famous, b'ye and b'ye !
Kim, I really like this one. I am caught up in your description, as you tell how it happened to you, both the glass-vase, & the fleshy one of your heart. I got trapped in "...the slow motion...", & stopped, rewound, played, stopped, rewound, etc., many times. Did you know that God has a "vase" in which He keeps your tears? Read Psalm 56:8. And one of the most lovely sights I ever saw was a broken crystal vase, all pieces collected & poured into another vase, then filled with water. I was a collection of diamonds!! That may be how God sees OUR trials, all collected & put in a place where they can be seen as beautiful. Nice job on this one, Kim. Thanks for your sharing. Teddy.
"Poe" I'm not, nor "Rich" am I,
but I'll be famous, b'ye and b'ye !
This is how Our Lord views us
we fall - but he picks us up
and find us a place of new glory!
Great writing - very inspirational!
This was really beautiful. It was soulful, sad, vivid, and lovely.