Shards of Hope
August 8th, 2024
In the quiet stillness of a wounded soul,
Where broken dreams and whispered pain reside,
There lies a vase,
once whole,
now in pieces,
Its fragile shards scattered far and wide.
With tender hands and patient care,
Each fragment of trust,
of love,
of light,
Is slowly gathered,
delicately placed,
In the mosaic of a heart’s rekindled might.
No rush to mend,
no hurried grace,
For haste would only deepen scars,
But in the gentle rhythm of time’s embrace,
The heart’s true beauty,
like the stars,
Begins to shine through every crack,
A testament to the strength within,
For a soul reborn from shattered glass
Is not just healed—
it learns to win.
So honor each step,
each tear,
each scar,
For they are the marks of a heart reborn,
More resilient now,
more beautiful by far,
Than the unbroken vessel it was before.
Author, Samantha Syrnich™️
Art By, ME
The Phoenix Quill: Words Born of Fire, Inked in Truth 