Kintsugi
I promise you,
you are not alone
in your feelings—
the hollow ache
where they should be,
I feel it too—severed—
sundered from the mold,
a lotus flower wilting
in the dark.
Let grace root itself
in the negligible cracks—
let your light spill into the
fractures—
creating something
new and worthy.
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