Intricate patterns of clear
Interwoven with butterflies and
Tulips, the stain of reality for
The mind represented.
Colours, beautiful, so bold
And catching the sight but
Not the eye for
The eye will recognise fragility
But sight will see stained glass.
Delicate, easily shattered,
Fragmented into the mixed
Tiny, shiny pieces that can be
Subtly shaped to appear
Meaningful, but are in truth
So deceptively inclined to
Hide what is after all
Damaged goods, and broken glass
No matter the fixation of Glory.
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