When
beauty lies
in broken
pieces
and
art
comes
in
putting
it
back
Better
amalgamation
transcends original
the broken cups and the broken bowls
put together with tender love
and a
golden joint
that
breathes life
once broken
now anew
What of
t h i ngs t oo b r o
ken
to be back
pieced
part by part
do we now find the beauty
in the broken as aesthetic
Perhaps
we have to declare the death
of things too broken
and respectfully keep them
in a chest deep inside
safely, gently
never to see them again