Sometimes she’s afraid
that one day she’ll wake up
and her fractures
will break her;
dreams of integration,
wholeness,
elude and taunt her daymares.
Only one Artist
could find all her pieces
and lovingly fuse them together
along lines of love,
mending the mosaic;
dare she hope for dazzling?
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Yes! Yes!!! She can dare!!! 🙂
🙂 Hope dares, doesn’t it? It’s quite a risk – but worth it…
Lovely imagery, dazzling hope.
Hope IS rather dazzling. Thanks, Jael…
Sometimes it’s the smallest glimmer, wavering in the dark–But It Lives!
I can see why hope is so integral to living, can’t you?
Seriously.
You are a dazzling damsel, Melody! Great poem. Eric
🙂 Why, thank you, kind sir…
BEAUTIFUL eye-opening!
🙂 It may just be that this shattered form we take in life is dazzling in the hands of a craftsman…
Friend I just nominated you for 3 awards, check my blog. Faithfully Deborah
Thanks Debbie! 🙂
I saw the picture & thought disco. I pictured John Travolta in his white suit dancin’ daaance…
Nice! That’s just it – despite being broken, she can dance again… love it!
You will surely dazzle.
Aw, thanks… 🙂 *sniff*
Only dazzling from that Artist!
Absolutely true… Thanks for your insight!
Oh I love the hope in this! And faith behind the hope. Thank you for making my day better!!!
Thanks Debbie! 🙂