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Tuesday, December 11, 2012


Dreams lie shattered on the ground
Life so tattered and worn
Like storm torn sails am I
A shell of what I wish to be

Am I your mosaic?
A broken mess regaining dignity
Sharp pieces fused into a beautiful new reality
Am I your masterpiece?

Pain and loss have chipped away
Jagged pieces knocked loose
Holes formed by cares
Ugliness all I see

Oh Holy One I wonder
I sit alone and think
What value could you see in me?
What worth have I to you?

You take me shattered as I am
Replacing all the missing pieces
The picture I canít see
I must trust the designer

When my days come to an end
I pray the picture people see
The vision they remember
I pray itís beautiful

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SPARKLINGHOPE 12/11/2012 10:46AM

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