Kintsukuroi

Each of us Has hidden history Not everyone knows Scars within and out Dusts from the cracks We once been broken By the unexpected Yet miraculously We survive and overcome Not knowing how we ever do it We will never be the same Like we used to be Even we try It is like we have lost some of ourselves Along the way Becoming different A little more humble A little more wiser A little more braver Better version of ourselves Being blessed with gold dust Over us Making it this far Being unique Finally able to understand What it is like To be beautiful inside With abilities we are born with Our gifts Waiting for us to shine out From us The scars to the beautiful Our eternal honor To our signs of living This world and hereafter © Sue Sanzz 2020