Cornerstone Magazine Spring 2014 - Page 14

TILES ANNA DELAMERCED I am a tile. A chipped one, at that. And slightly scratched in many places With the paint slowly fading Away, tumbling out across the ground Clinking, clattering On cold concrete. Many days the light shines Brightly highlighting a Transparent vulnerability. Other days dirt muddies and meddles. Sin taints Temptations blind Worldly desires fog up the glass. But slowly and purposefully I am being polished Inside and out. I am a tile Part of an other-worldly design that transcends Borders and boundaries and colors and shapes and sizes and Imagination. I am a tile In God’s plan His perfect design And when that day comes When my Maker will finalize the finishing touches Every piece He chose will come together. I am part of a mosaic God’s artwork Handmade Letting His light shine Brightly forevermore. 14 Sujay Natson ‘16 Life among the rocks