KINTSUGI

 

-         Neelam Saxena (India)

 

The thunder in the atmosphere,

Comes like a tremor with unusually high

Mark on the Richter scale,

Strikes me hard.

 

I break into splinters.

 

Then He, like a master craftsman,

Binds me with a golden powder gently.

Kintsugi!

I glow with a miraculous aura.

 

The tremor has subsided.

 

Tremors shall keep coming,

Till she’s unwell.

I have to learn the art of Kintsugi,

To hold me with resilience and more shine,

Every time

 

          The tremor strikes.

 

After all, I am beautiful!

And the daughter of someone more beautiful-

My mom!

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