Broken things breed
yet more brokenness
the sharp edges of
the brittle shards
shatter even hands, skin cannot
escape and so we bleed
for we are living glass
breaking, being broken
but belonging to a
broken Hand of grace
which Hand gathers
glass and gore
to heal with blood the bleeding
His brokenness grieves and
blesses broken things.
yet more brokenness
the sharp edges of
the brittle shards
shatter even hands, skin cannot
escape and so we bleed
for we are living glass
breaking, being broken
but belonging to a
broken Hand of grace
which Hand gathers
glass and gore
to heal with blood the bleeding
His brokenness grieves and
blesses broken things.
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