A tender tip encompasses the blazing cusp
as it showers, sprinkling crystalline droplets
in soft undulations.
Stark against the background, I falter
and what should be so clearly displayed before me
swiftly melts into a splintered plash.
And as I try to gather the fragments
they slip between my haggard crevices
and I'm left upon my knees--tattered, forsaken.
But just as all hope begins to tarnish
faith unhinged and clenched
The shattered tears gather, construct, surmount
and You arrive, anchored in endurance.
Scintillating, settled in abundance
we walk hand in hand
and I close my eyes to Your majesty.