GLASS HEART

I bring to you a heart

Reviled and broken

A fragile thing of glass.

In places there are many cracks

In places there are smooth untouched surfaces

In places there are empty spaces

I give to you to fill.

Some of it is hard as stone

Some as soft as cotton

There are chambers in my heart

Where no light gets in.

There are chambers in my heart

That glow ferociously.

I bring to you

This fragile

Transparent piece of me.

I place it in your hands.

Inside it you can see me,

All of me

Raw and unabashed

Naked within my own flames.

Complete yet unfinished

Whole yet halved

Meek yet fierce.

In short,

I bring to you myself.

I bring to you

I bring

I

FROM GRACE

My grace,

I lost you

Fallen from me

Through the winter

Of my discontent.

Cascading to the ground,

Amber autumn leaves,

Crunched beneath the feet

Of my tired soul.

My grace

You called for me

Through howling winds

And screaming gales

My name you called

‘I’m here’, you called,

But the screeching of this

Empty season deafened me.

My grace

I lost you

You tried to hold me

So gently,

Entangled in your silvery grip.

But I slipped,

And I fell…

From grace…

I fell

From grace

I

Fell from grace.