The Mind Vase

How was I ever going to find
all those broken fragments that fell apart
from the fragile vase of my mind…

Scattered into a million shards,
Confidence and Belief
drowned deep in the ocean’s belly…
And Courage got carried away
in a stormy gust through the sands.

It has taken me years.
to collect all the lost parts.
And glue them back in place,
with new ways to seal the cracks.

Stitch them with gold
from the wisdom of age
Paint some with Patience,
Hope and Dreams.

My mind is now
a rustic Kintsugi vase!
Celebrating beauty of the broken
with a golden repair…

Shining scars reveal growth
and remind me of strength from loss.
Nonetheless my heart fears,
Alas, it may shatter again…