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callme_athene in Poetry & Free Verse

Kintsugi

The vessel of clay falls from the table,

an angel's fall from grace.

Shattering

against the cold stone floor,

thousands of shards

now take its place.

That moment,

singular impact- agonizing,

renders the object

transformed, utterly:

once whole, now broken apart;

merely a pile of shards

left behind-

sharp, jagged

broken, raw.

Such a transformative event

-jarring,

painful-

all surrounding

take note.

Feeble attempts begin

to tidy, to fix --

inevitably.

Meeting these with pain,

even blood,

scattered shards

are left behind.

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Potter returning,

with heartache unbearable

at this sight: a beloved vessel smashed.

Potter desiring restoration

of past wholeness,

ignores pain, blood;

gingerly collecting shards,

painstakingly molding splintered pieces,

at long last,

those shards of the beloved are reunited

into the wondrous form of a whole

once more.

This beloved is cracked,

but not unlovely.

This beloved is cracked,

but not useless.

This beloved is cracked,

but not irrevocably damaged.

This beloved vessel is:

beautiful, unique, strong;

all because it is cracked.

#poetry #personal #metaphor #hope #perspective #identity

{ read about the history & philosophy of kintsugi here:

https://www.lifegate.com/people/lifestyle/kintsugi }

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