Saturday, November 19, 2011

Stained-Glass Window

For Lydia Fray

Stained-Glass Window

When first I raised my head
And from my two cupped hands
emptied every treasured tear
collected there, an hour's worth
my unblurred eyes 
could finally behold 
the masterpiece 
You had created.
For from the mound
of shattered glass
You raised a window, stained
with every color I love best,
Every shard, love-placed
In stunning form for
gathering Your light.
And that Light was never
more beautiful to me
than after
You
had shattered all my dreams.

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