Sandra Heska King

daring to open doors

In the Desert of the Broken Pieces

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She gathered fragments

of one well loved,

cradled them sharp to

her own shattered heart

and stumbled in the

desert of the broken pieces

with flame-seared hopes

and sorrow-melted dreams.

She writhed in pain alone

and bled from gaping wounds

immune to a physician’s mend

while clothed in shreds

of tear-stained pride.

She feared a call

and feared no call,

the knowing and the not.

Consumed by thoughts

and breath of death,

she held the ache of two

and waited for the One

who would restore

shard by shard for two

to whole and beauty more

imperfect though and

still with cracks through

which His light could glow.

“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds [curing their pains and their sorrows.” Psalm 147:3 (Amplified)

Linked to Bridget Chumbley’s One Word at a Time Blog Carnival on Brokenness and One Shot Wednesday.

Comments

  3. Anne Lang Bundy says

    waited for the One
    who would restore
    shard by shard for two
    to whole and beauty more
    imperfect though and
    still with cracks through
    which His light could glow

    Beautiful, Snady. Spoken as one who shines the beauty which reflects off broken shards.

    • Sandra says

      I still can’t believe I’m writing and posting poetry. It’s partly your fault, you know. And L.L.’s

  6. Gay Cannon says

    Great imagery which perfectly represents the feeling of being separated from a mate. I don’t know which is the greater break–divorce, abandonment or death. At least with death the thread is broken and eventually one learns to walk alone. In the former the prayer and the hope remains. It may be the saddest thing in the world. Thanks, Gay (@beachanny)

    • Sandra says

      Oh, Gay. It’s amazing to me how one’s words can speak in different ways to different readers. Hugs to you.

  8. Ben Langhinrichs says

    Wonderful. I especially like the imagery in “flame-seared hopes / and sorrow-melted dreams”.

    By the way, it feels like you either missed a word or meant something that went over my head when you say “for two / to whole”.

  9. Shashi says

    Very poignant and for me it was like revisiting my own emotions and memories…
    Loved your words ” stumbled in the desert of the broken pieces”

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
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  12. Claudia says

    so good to know that he heals the broken-hearted – i’m one of them and your poem spoke to me…love the line..tear-stained pride…this feels familiar…even if i don’t like the feeling…

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