Stained Glass . . .

Written in response to this lovely image by Jinksy at Alias Jinksy

Down beneath my heavy feet

the stained glass undergrowth

captures the fractured light

gives life to reflections

that sing out my real name

and help me to keep walking

As soon as I saw this image I thought of stained glass and imagined its reflected light thrown down on the ground beneath my feet, and what an inspirational moment that would be. This, came from that thought. :-)