Kintsugi

You,
broken beautiful,
precious porcelain,
Held together by gold,

Kintsugi,

Your cracks
–where the light shines through,
So that you glow,
And your halo illuminates
those who have the gift of your presence,

I had that gift
And it was,

And it is

priceless

Embodiment

 

In the next plane they may be together,

When things are vastly different,

When bodies have no boundaries,

And they exist as they have always suspected they should,

Outside of time and space,

They are the embodiment of pure love.