By Scott Bailey © 2013

The vessel is cracked
Still holds the sacred blooms
Still revered
Though the blooms are without root
Rootless. Dying.

Still revered.
Water though refreshed,
Still stagnates
Dead blooms replaced
With freshly cut.

Repetition
Builds a patina of respect
Authority
Habit.

The vessel is cracked
Empty of life
Yet forever filled
and revered.

Image from Pixabay

In response to my daily prompt Authority

#DailyPrompt, #amwriting, #postaday

www.scottandrewbailey.uk

The Cracked Vase