Looking in mind’s mirror of cracked broken glass
I see myself as cracked and broken as well
Peering through hammered glass, I see
images and shapes through cataracts clouded
Looking out through tinted windows, I see
The world around me clearly // unglaring
“Carrying on” as usual, as it cycles on and on
As though looking in a mirror of clear glass
reflecting my image in true perspective…
Whole // an eternal soul in an aging body
Created in the image of God!
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Powerful poem
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Thank you very much Wanda !
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You’re welcome
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This is so strong. I almost feel remorse in the poem but it is so powerful.
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Thank you Shanyu. No remorse is needed for a life well lived. I have had a good one. Just a view from where I am now!
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My pleasure. You’ve put it wonderfully here. Well said.
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Dwight, beautiful poem! I could relate to every word. This poem is a poignant view from quite far along the journey of life. It’s a little sad, but triumphant at the same time. Thank you so much for sharing this! All the best, Cheryl
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Thank you Cheryl. Just a piece of my reality at the moment. I have to choose which perspective I want to identify with!
Dwight
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Mesmerizing piece… Beautifully expressed..
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Thank you very much!
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I like your use of the glass metaphor!
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Thank you Liz!
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You’re welcome, Dwight!
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The broken glass metaphor provokes strong and dark emotions. I wonder, is it regret it sees within, or a life misspent?
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Perhaps just an inadequate view of one’s true value!
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Your poem brought tears to my eyes. Such a powerful poem that I can certainly relate to!
“Whole // an eternal soul in an aging body
Created in the image of God!”
Brilliant and true! And no matter what we think about ourselves, or how good or bad our self-worth is, or how we are dealing with becoming well-seasoned (I don’t say old or older! 😉 )…we must let those words you wrote be our motto…”eternal soul, created in the image of God”!
So, it’s all good! 🙂 Huge reasons to smile hugely! 🙂
HUGS to you, Dwight, and to your dear family!!! 🙂
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Using broken glass as a metaphor is a great idea Dwight 🙂 . Nicely written 👍 😊
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Thank you so much for your comment!
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Your welcome Dwight 🙂
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Beautiful🙌🏼
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Thank you so much for your comment!
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cracks cataracts and aging … are far better than the alternative 🙂
Beautifully composed and resonates with us all!
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Yes, I will take the last option of seeing life through tinted glass. It cuts the glare!
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and I think it describes aging so perfectly … we are not so dazzled and beguiled, we watch a little more distantly but with clarity!
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Yes, that is a really good analysis of it. I believe that is the way it really is. Thank you!
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welcome Dwight … it’s a topic I’ve given much thought to 🙂
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:>)
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One of my favorite images from the New Testament is seeing through a glass darkly. It’s sad, I know, though I’m drawn to the beauty and the truth of it. Here, you see through splintered glass, which seems to have the same effect. A lack of clarity. The dark glass in the Bible will clear up in eternity. In your poem, some clarity is offered now, which is hopeful. Great, thoughtful work, Dwight.
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Thank you Christopher. I have always enjoyed that passage as well. I try to offer some help when I write… most of the time. ..
I am glad you appreciated what I was expressing!
Dwight
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