The Broken Vessel


The broken vessel
Strewn across the floor.
Fragments scattered far.
The pattern of original
Gone forever.
The shape, the symmetry
Things of the past.

One asks:
"What the mishap?
What the sudden,
Shocking drop?"
As if somehow
Reversing the loss
Of earlier glory.

And what of that glory?
Thing of men's fashion.
Mis-spent resources.
Calling for kisses
Of praise.
Pride of a pot.
Others have not.

So let it shatter.
Life of convention.
Painful pretention.
Now search for beauty,
Delightful duty,
Living like Christ
Pearl of great price.

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