Where do you place broken pieces of color?
I suppose I will one day display them with pride
until then I’ll hide them
beneath my mosaic collar
There are three ways to ultimate success: The first way is to be kind. The second way is to be kind. The third way is to be kind. – Mr. Fred Rogers
Where do you place broken pieces of color?
I suppose I will one day display them with pride
until then I’ll hide them
beneath my mosaic collar
Forced to take a road you never saw
Cobbled with barbs and a broken heart
Watching with a tilted head
Wanting what it can never feel
Cowering as it festers on boils of disdain
Penetrating light burns it decaying flesh
A shield infused with Love and Kindness
Today for the first time since this journey began, I was shown our bitter sweet reality in the most beautiful and gentle way
Look past the leather wings and claws
The barking guard dog has no bite
Everything is good and what I’ve dreamed
Everything is wrong and not what we ever dreamed
Long tentacles with poison thorns thrash about
Touching innocence and those that never chose
An eruption of glass and heavy blackness violently knock you to the ground. As your vision fades you hear the birds and see the image beyond the feeders that lured you here…