Isolation Diaries Two. Shattered Glass;

Finding glass shards everywhere in the rocky hills.

Pathways of shattered glass.

Decades of aching hearts

Thrown bottles

Shattered

And gleaming in the evening light

As I dream

Day dream

About what we could make with the glass?

Can we grind it down and make sand?

Can we melt it into something beautiful?

Can we use pressure and make energy to fuel our children future?

Maybe we could make programs for volunteers

to come collect

the glass

from bottles

they might have

themselves

thrown.

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