Friday, February 3, 2017


Each of us is part of a window
A window of stained glass
Separately we are fragments,
Lying scattered about on the craftsman’s table
But when he’s through making
The rest of us
And fits all the pieces together
He realizes that he has created a masterpiece
As all the pieces fit together
To form the whole
A beautiful tapestry of oneness
Separately we are alone
Separately we are lost
But now our potential realized
We are the rose
Once shy and unsure
Now awakening and ready to unfold
To share her exquisite beauty
And essence with the rest of the world