There is something about people who have weathered difficult circumstances
Some get harder
Layered like strips of leather
Their mien once supple
Becomes tough and loses its pliable
They don’t bother with niceties
Always at the point of alarm
Then there are the others
Touch forehead to forehead
Eyes like stained glass windows
Red tabernacle hearts beat slow
*What is “stained” – can be tempered and turned into beautiful glass that creates patterns, reflections, pictures and stories that draw others in
Or simply broken
Left full of sharp jagged edges
That cut and cause pain
It’s a choice.
And perhaps the most powerful one we make – how to respond.
How to behave.
11 thoughts on “Stained glass windows”
It’s definitely a choice we all have to make.
The only choice we have, really, is how we respond. 🙂
And it can have a huge impact on the situation
A search for empathy and positivity
Delightful Kate 🙂 I tend to stuff the ugly things until I know how to respond in a more graceful manner. The key is staying proactive in learning how to respond better…..I keep getting distracted by bright shiny things hahaha!
Hahah think bright shiny things is a downfall of mine too 🙃
I feel like a dog chasing squirrels at times
Also – what is the go with “delightful” that is the oddest word I have heard you say 🙃I’m def rethinking this poem if it is delightful 😂
The rest sounded like you though 😊
Hahaha! That is a weird word from me, Jase came into the house and interrupted my train of thought, it took me a moment to get my head back in place. I have no idea what he needed, I just looked at him like he had 5 eyes and fangs.