Beautiful Shattered Glass
shattered glass
held tightly in her hand
sharp and jagged edges
she picks up the remaining pieces
she tries not to once again remember the past
she sees her reflection in the broken mirror
she blinks once more
wiping away the tears and stains
she brushes off the dirt upon her face
as her vision becomes clearer
He takes her bleeding hands
and places them into His own
He pulls her into a gentle embrace
and tells her that she is beautiful
as to her feet, He helps her to stand
she begins to apologize, to say she is sorry
she begins to explain
she tries to make the words come out
but He will not hear one word of her folly
she gives Him the broken glass and with eyes open wide
waits for Him to punish her
she bows her head quietly
but He surprises her
as He explains the mirror means nothing, that her beauty comes from inside
she realizes once more
she knows He is right
she can face the truth
He holds her close
it is not a mirror, it is Him that she will adore
shattered glass
held tightly in her hand
sharp and jagged edges
she picks up the remaining pieces
she tries not to once again remember the past
she sees her reflection in the broken mirror
she blinks once more
wiping away the tears and stains
she brushes off the dirt upon her face
as her vision becomes clearer
He takes her bleeding hands
and places them into His own
He pulls her into a gentle embrace
and tells her that she is beautiful
as to her feet, He helps her to stand
she begins to apologize, to say she is sorry
she begins to explain
she tries to make the words come out
but He will not hear one word of her folly
she gives Him the broken glass and with eyes open wide
waits for Him to punish her
she bows her head quietly
but He surprises her
as He explains the mirror means nothing, that her beauty comes from inside
she realizes once more
she knows He is right
she can face the truth
He holds her close
it is not a mirror, it is Him that she will adore

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