From Sand to Glass

It was struck hard
It was struck low
Blow after Blow

It shattered
It splintered
It crumpled within
Hidden behind
A trembling grin

It withered
It rusted
It was ground
Into sand
Carried afar
In a deserted land

Then gathered
Once more
Piled up high
Thrown into the furnace
Smiles gave way
Becoming a cry

There was a beg
A plead
A cry for the end
Knees hit the ground
No longer able to pretend

The remainder
The sand –
Blended
Melted
Turned red hot
The ghost of its beating
Little longer forgot

Tear blurred eyes
Fully consumed
The inferno
Grew bright
The heat molded anew
Fire hid
The upcoming debut

The pieces all melted
Impure burnt away
Now held together
Pain was the way

Mold
Set out
Only whimpers remain
Sunk into ice
Then tempering came

Smoothed
Polished
The rough
Made to shine
Cool to the touch
A glass heart divine

A prism
A beauty
Made from the pain
A mirror to the world
Her dreams reclaimed