Love in a glass

If love could be held in a glass
It would shine through
Catching crystals
Beaming rainbows across the skies
If love could be held in a glass
The fragile
Breakable
Vulnerable
Would be seen
So delicate
Gentle
With humility
Dependant on true hands
If love could be held in a glass
We’re it to fall
The glory of every piece
Shattered then scattered
Would still reflect the smallest drop
The most insignificant of pieces
Hidden away
Unnoticed
The smallest of all
Noticed
Treasured
Leaving an eternal mark
Displaying glory
Where ever it lies
For His love
In this glass
Will never die.

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