My life pictured in a stained glass window
All the pieces in the wrong places
But still making sense.
I live a thousand lives in just one day -
Yesterday - tomorrow - all at once
In just one place - in one small drop of time -
A raindrop made up of a thousand rainbows -
A raindrop about to hit a pond
And merge into the slow flow of the water -
The pond reflects my face until a leaf falls -
My face shattered into a thousand fragments
Rippled on the dazzle of the surface.
Ripples of stained glass - bright pieces of a puzzle
Scattered out of sequence - but somehow making sense.
Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
October 8th. 2020.
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