Unshattered

A collection of mismatched shards:
That is how I saw myself
Until You handed me the missing pieces.

Examined in the light,
Each piece offers
Unexpected colors that change context
And deepen perspective.

Nearly whole,
Revived by Your breath,
I speak with my voice
For the first time.

© Judith C Evans 2014

Healing Rain

Living waters heal
the soul, scarified by
yesterday's fire

Written for Haiku Heights prompt #43 -- HEAL.
Also for Poetry Potluck at Jingle Poetry -- Thunderstorms, floods and water fury.