Broken Hearted
62Broken
Clay
What is man without woman?
What is woman without man?
My heart is breaking,
My mind filled with thoughts of broken pottery -
Their shards piercing my very being,
Driving deep into my soul.
So conscious of my imperfection...
Great tears welling up within,
Yearning to splash upon this dusty
Earth, and flow - muddy rivers of
Anguish, shame, pain and regret
Because of my sins: my foolishness -
My impetuousness.
I perceive no longer the intrepid hero,
Rather, a formless piece of clay awaiting
The Master’s touch...
Healing hands,
Soothing, re-creating hands,
Imparting life, and love, and truth.
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Beautiful! I can almost touch your pain. I love the photo too!
Yep, we're supposed to be there for one another. Sometimes it can be difficult to find real, true helpmates. I reckon that anyone who has three or four people that can truly be confided in - who will be there in the tough times, is wealthy.
And that is why he gave us each other for helpmates and for love, along with it's many trials we oft fail. It is humaness.
Sad, but lovely. Romans 8:28!
christianesk Hub Author 2 years ago
Bless you Jill. It blesses me that this touches you, and that you are free to express how it makes you feel.