A Study in Glass

JULY14TH

The baubles in the candlestick enticingly twinkle, the inclosed color and hues.

The pristine jar by it, draws with its sparkling crystal clearness, reflecting the light that falls on it

The window glass refracts light through it, driving away the gloom before it.

The polished stone mirrors in its glossy surface the hidden, revealingly portraying.

I surround myself with glass, as beauty and beast, a silent word.

Bolstered by strong frame, it stands firm.

Crafted with care, it shines in glory.

Polished, it reflects all around.

Neglected and careless, it shatters irrecoverably.

My epitaph – reminds me of the human soul.

*Friday Fictioneers is talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc.,  expressing their heart about a photo prompt, every week. Thanks for this week’s beautiful photo prompt © Janet Webb