The Beginning

It began without beginning
In darkness with no dark.
The light filled, without shinning,
A presence with no apart.

A voice without a voice box
Sounded with no sound
Into a space which was spaceless
From a being with no bound.

Suddenly there was a now
And what now is - was.
The voice spoke, and it sounded,
"It is good, what I have done."

Broken

Broken people
Broken homes
Broken marriages
Broken molds

Broken streets
Broken cars
Broken cities
Broken yards

Broken systems
Broken ways
Broken traditions
Broken days

Broken hearts
Broken souls
Broken spirits
Broken bones

Brokenness
Surrounds my day
Brokenness
Becomes the way

Until one day
Something broke free
Brokenness fixed
Broken reality

Broken chains
Broken sin
Broken free
Never broken again