Glass house

[poetforchrist]

12/15/2006

Glass house

Along a country road there was this glass house in shape of a heart
The smudges with dirt makes it hard to notice and not nice to look at
Except for the light shining through the broken glass

If you stopped to look at this glass house in shape of a heart
You would see there was something about the holes in the glass
That they were broken from inside out

When looking through the holes in the glass house in shape of a heart
We will see that this heart made of glass is alive beating slowly up and down
Then without warning tremors start as if crying and more glass starts to break

Cant help but ask this glass house in shape of a heart why the tears of sorrow
Tremors started to stop a voice with sniffles crys out you wouldnt understand
But, then again who can understand a broken heart that lost there love

How about someone thats been there thats gone through a broken heart of love
What if I said there was another glass house in shape of a heart that was broken
This house in shape of a heart was not only broken but fixed because of love

The glass house in shape of a heart started crying again saying please fix me
I want to love again with true love that will never break again but always shine
With tears washed away broken glass swept away, the broken heart was fixed


Along a country road theres this glass house in shape of a heart
This house reflects the Son light off the windows made of crystals
If we stop and look close will see the broken made new of rainbows