Crystal vase

A piece of the sage is broken
A piece of the sage is anxious
A piece of the sage is self-centred
A piece of the sage is autistic
A piece of the ancestor is infantile
A piece of I am mute
If we are unique
It is because we are fragments
If we are fragments
It is because we were once one
If we were once one
There must be One
Like the girl whose heart was a vase
Dropped
Who spends her life collecting the pieces
Water is Her speciality
Showing no sign her division
This is His gift
Gift of the Spirit
Unfell from Heaven
And what is Grace
But the gift of love?