Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth. 
        Revelation 21:1

The world has become 
a sad and sordid place 
full of absence, longing 
for what might have been. 
We are scattered, shattered, 
broken as bone china cups 
dropped on a tile floor. 
I shake accusatory fingers 
at the formless void,

from somewhere out 
beyond imagining 
hear a terrible Eloquence:

“What have you done 
with what I gave you? 
You made the pieces. 
Now pick them up, 
re-imagine them as 
fragments of possibility. 
Fit them together anew. 
Re-create my image 
in your damaged hearts.”