Dear Beautifully-Broken Bit of Beach Glass

(You may listen to me read this post as you follow along if you’d like)

I see you there,
tossed on the beach
along with the stones
battered by waves after the
breaking

Such exquisite beauty
before the
scattering
tossing
brokenness

I see you searching
knowing the beauty
of scattered pieces
finding each other
again

Still hoping for the miracle
still believing exquisite beauty
most often lies in
the mystery of
brokenness

*****

You arrived
here on the beach
battered by the waves
scraped on the rocks
scarred

I have found you
glistening from the water
reflecting the sun
a source of
delight.

Now see the possibilities
ornaments on a tree

candles, others blending
their brokenness with your’s
. . . . true beauty

Now then, sparkle and shine
Dear One. You’ll see
solitary brokenness
becoming beautifully-broken
in community
*************
Psst:  I whisper this to you, dear beautifully-broken-bit of Beach Glass, just so you know – pieces from the same item have been known to show up on the same beach on different days. In the skilled hands of The Artist who finds them, broken pieces are fit together, creating a new thing, often lovelier than before. Then you will know this is the work of redemption and reconciliation.