Colors of Brokenness Penny Heilman (Read more about Penny here .) A fallen leaf before its time While others flourished green Torn and taken from the tree O spinning, spiraling me Why did the others get to stay While I was called to wither And take my place here on the dust Where frightening creatures slither The view was better from up high So clear and undisturbed But since I’ve settled to the ground My vision has been blurred Rays of hope from the sun Visit on occasion Revealing shades I’ve never seen Around my deep abrasion Yet in the shadow of the wound I cannot remain The colors of my brokenness Bring peace into the pain A fallen leaf before its time Offensive still it seems Yet being transformed by God’s hand O changing, colorful me © 2012 Penny Heilman