Kintsugi
kintsugi
who is the monster in the corner?
the shattered shape with broken wings
the flames of those of us that looked away
the hand that lit the match
the ones who bellowed the flames
the ones who held water in a bucket and walked away
in the flames of distrust
one hand to fuse in copper
one hand to gild the cracks
one hand to craft kintsugi
we need to embrace imperfection
transition
beauty from brokenness

I love the layers of meaning in this. ❤️