Rise Up from Broken Glass

Rise Up from Broken Glass

A Poem by Luis Gabriel
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One of the best pieces I have written in a while...

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I am cracking at the seams of my skin,

Cracking like the human body suffering

Under winter’s cold dry rage. I am splintering

Angrily like wood carrying too much weight.

 

I am a million little shards of glass held

Together and glued but ready to break

Should anyone decide to give the final crash,

One last strike to send shards to a final smash

 

I am at the edge of infinity wondering how 

I got here and why infinity feels a bit like heartache

Had a heart attack. Pulling the huge shard of glass 

Out slowly I realize it wasn’t infinity that hurt so much…

 

I looked at the glass in amazement, written in blood 

Was the word “love”. I looked out in front of me only 

To find that infinity had left me and had been replaced

By a sea of red glass, as far as the eye could see

 

The glass rose up like the sea, and before me its face 

Spoke its piece gently: “Child, get up and hold fast, all 

Pains, like the seasons, pass. You have yet to see what 

Will become of many promises that have yet to be”.

 

A breeze swept by me easily, soothingly it then picked

Up into a wind, which picked up the red glass sea

It rose into the air majestically, tsunami-like in both 

Power and size, over me it began to rise.

 

With eyes wide and full of fear I realized that my 

Life would seize if it should crash down on me

It would spear me through. “Ironic” I thought, “just as 

Love tends to do” and above me, red glass flew.

 

The wind had become a gale, the kind that destroys

Masts and sails, sending sailors flying into frozen depths

As for the bloody glass sea? It became a monster of a wave 

Like a kraken risen from a watery grave, it came.

 

There was no where to run and no where to hide for its 

Shadow overreached the sight of my eyes and so I stood

In silent terror, I stared at the rising flood. I watched in 

Derision, as bloody glass steadily filled up my vision.

 

So it was that love overtook me, helpless and afraid

There was no turning back from the coming razor-like

Rain. That red tsunami wall finally fell over me and glass 

Rained down, I cowered in fear, as it fell all around.

 

A miracle ensued, a phenomena without explanation,

Not a single shard struck me, the Lord was my salvation

Instead the glass struck the ground all around me, some

Pieces as big as whales, as I got up and turned around

 

Everything was unveiled, from my eyes someone had taken

The scales, for all around me was cracked dry earth, to be 

Specific a desert. I was in the middle of a desert filled with

Huge pieces of bloody glass sticking up from the ground

 

Like monuments from the past they stood. Some of them

Small, some medium, and some as big as a ship is tall.

I looked around and took it all in mouth wide open with awe,

In front of this desert I stood watching as the blood melted

 

From glass and began to steadily stream dripping to the ground

As it streamed the glass began to gleam in sun’s light like mirrors

It showed me myself, I was fascinated, until streams of blood 

Distracted me from these visions. For as they reached the ground

 

They began to burn the earth and make rivulets that traveled

Ever south as if migrating constantly to the end of a rivers’ mouth,

They traveled, continued, flowed still and as they went it seemed

Like the earth had its fill, for as they traveled the desert seized

 

In what was previously dry earth grew plants and even trees,

Moss, flowers surrounded by bees, every where wooded Forrest 

Replaced a dry hell I followed little streams to see where they went

Finding that their traveling was time well spent; that blood gave life 

 

No matter where it went, it gave and soaked into the earth

Until dry waste now had worth. I followed only to find that 

Streams joined and gave way to a gentle river that was clean

No longer blood but water, you could tell how the wasteland fell.

 

Fell upside down and flipped right side up, like an hour glass

Rewinded, the land had sipped its fill of love, until like grace,

Rain fell down from clouds so dark, it would seem that the 

The land had been repaired much like a patched up heart…

 

I happened to look back behind as I went, and saw that the

Huge glass that had rent the ground, was no longer there

Almost as if serving its purpose, it went away, receded like

The sea back to whence it came, waiting to be called again

 

Turning forward in front of me a wooded haven stood and 

Spoke as the sea saying, “Peace, friend, see I have made

A home, a refuge for you to sleep in for when arrows are 

Loosed and swords shine. For you are mine, not to be taken

 

Nor swallowed by the sea, this is how it shall be” In front of me

Was rest and a home, in front of me was a fortress where I would

Never be alone. Through the canopy of the wooded clearing 

The sun shone on a boulder, a stone… Made of glass? 

 

I looked down on it and I read aloud, I found my reflection saying 

Back to me “Rise up, rise up, rise up, rise up listen to what I have 

To say today. Perhaps my words do not thunder like love. Perhaps 

They are not strong enough but hear me anyway when I say 

 

Rise Up! Rise Up! The Lord is on His way.” 

 

© 2009 Luis Gabriel


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Wow Luis, I don't even know what to say. I definitely adore it, but I'm wondering if maybe you should experiment with making it into a story rather than a poem. There's a disjointed rhyme scheme in there, but I can't figure out it's pattern... it definitely made things more interesting though.
I'd like to see you write a story rather than a poem... I think you'd be great at both.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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As people age..they often see life through shades of grey like looking through glass...trying to see where all of their life has went..Only to find too late that when they came to a "Y" in the road..they chose wrong instead of right..Nice thought provoking write..Valentine

Posted 12 Years Ago


very poetic and depp! i really enjoyed reading this becuz it's true and meaningful! great write! U have a great gift here with writing and i hope u continue to minister through ur writen words! :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow Luis, I don't even know what to say. I definitely adore it, but I'm wondering if maybe you should experiment with making it into a story rather than a poem. There's a disjointed rhyme scheme in there, but I can't figure out it's pattern... it definitely made things more interesting though.
I'd like to see you write a story rather than a poem... I think you'd be great at both.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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