A Heavenly Hand

Broken glass
From two different jars
Doesn't always fit well
When mixed together—
Their edges are jagged
And sharp enough to cut—
Until they're melted,
Until the edges don’t show,
Until there's no seam to tell.

It takes a lot of heat,
To cook just right in the kiln,
And repeated heatings are needed,
Not to mention a Heavenly Hand
For things to finally gel.

by J Alan R
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