I heard about broken pottery repaired with gold
from my counselor who told me to pray on it.
The Japanese art of taking shards of vessels
and melding them back together gave me hope,
for myself. At first. But where do I find the
gold? Who can afford it these days? Is not part
of the reason I am broken in the first place
due to lack of gold?
So I pray on it and come up with this:
go to Michael’s buy epoxy and filler
and gold paint. Call the process Tintsugi
and when I am glazed over and repaired
I will fill my cup with hot Japanese tea ,
sit back, sip, admire the little scar line cracks
in the pottery, sip again, and finally bask
in my own goldless resilience.