Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Where Hope Breaks Between














In the dilapidated barn,
near disregarded piles of hay bales,
lands a fly,
and splinters of light
where hope breaks between.

In the church
with the stained glass
the priest baptizes the newborn
with holy water
and splinters of light,
where hope breaks between.

At the bottom of
a rubble pile,
that was seconds before a building,
a picture of a family
and splinters of light
where hope breaks between.

In the soup kitchen in the corner,
a man sits alone.
On his bread,
he spreads butter,
and splinters of light
where hope breaks between.

From the desk
of a student on the
first day.
Excitement in the air,
and splinters of light
where hope breaks between.

To the stands during
a high school football game.
Joyful shouts and cheers
and splinters of light
where hope breaks between.

In a cemetary, where loved ones
have been laid to rest,
fall leaves, rain, snow, tears,
and splinters of light
where hope breaks between.

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