Fractured Radiance

Through fragments of crimson and gold,

Stories in silence are told—

Each shard a prayer caught in lead,

Where light and devotion are wed.

Ruby bleeds into sapphire blue,

Emerald depths shimmer through,

While amber holds the morning sun

Till day and sacred art are one.

The master's hand, with patient care,

Assembled visions in the air—

Saints and angels, vine and rose,

In kaleidoscope windows compose.

When sunlight strikes the colored pane,

The world transforms, nothing plain—

Each beam becomes a liquid prayer,

Painting rainbows in the air.

Here broken pieces find their place,

United in luminous grace,

Teaching us that beauty grows

From fragments no one else would chose.