Yawning ocean current swallows
hollow bottles crushed for blasting
back to shore exquisite sparkles.
Grace that bears our abject sorrows
costs a change forever lasting:
birth again as broken marvels.
Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 12:53 PM UTC
Yawning ocean current swallows
hollow bottles crushed for blasting
back to shore exquisite sparkles.
Grace that bears our abject sorrows
costs a change forever lasting:
birth again as broken marvels.
Written for Easter Sunday. Critique prompts:
Can you tell that the metaphor is about God’s grace?
Is the imagery confusing?
Can you tell that each line of the 1st stanza is meant to be a direct metaphor for its counterpart in the 2nd stanza?