Shattered by an earthquake of suffering,
life splintered into shards of despair and angst
Tidy religiophilosophical belief systems
Scattered like shavings on the sculptor’s floor
The vessel that he was now useless
Exhausted dreams swept up and
Imprisoned in the dustbin, forgotten
Centuries later silent Kintsugi Master
Breathes away the dust and contemplates
With tender care and patience; the Master
Mixes urushi lacquer gently dusted with gold
Sets to work on the eternal process of
Accentuating sorrow and grief, loneliness and pain
Creating a masterpiece of Love.
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