Shard

   

Eight billion mirrors look alike

until they are broken.

But when they shatter

into fragments of themselves

no two reflect

the wild rose window

of the same world.

Rejoice in the jagged chiaroscuro

of your singularity,

the havoc that makes you whole.

The miracle is not to merge 

with God

and evaporate into One,

but to be a Person.

You are no image or likeness. 

You are the Light

reflected in a fallen shard 

of Christ,

spilling clarity and nakedness

into the world.
Each heart has its own
way of breaking.

Now take off your veil,

then take off the veil

beneath the veil.

Show us the gaze

of your most radiant wound.


NASA photo: cosmic rosebud blossoming with new stars.