Kintsugi

Once, whole, pellucid and clear,

It carried a dream.

A pebble fell.

The dream rippled:

Cracked to the edges of the pot.

Plenty, purity, propensity, prosperity

Spilled into the Universe

Heart Break!

Hope Again!

Healing dreams.

Try!

Golden flowers emanating from the heart

Out of the fissures of relationship.

When I come back to you:

My heart is pure gold.