Slow MoverThe Kintsugi Man
A Story Told In Tanka Form
Once I was broken,a man of many pieces,
cracked beyond repair,
so many tiny places
scattered like leaves in the wind.
Healing was a dream.
Restoration was elusive.
Much of me was lost.
I could not find the missing,
my eyes dry from the seeking.
Then mercy found me.
The Great Artist touched my heart,
gathered me to me,
glued the pieces one by one
until I was whole again.
Why do the cracks show?
My question rose to the sky.
The scars are ugly.
Must they remain forever?
I wondered if I was healed.
Wait, you gently said.
Dipping your finger in gold,
your love traced the scars.
beauty in my brokenness.
The cracks let the soul's light out. #AndrogynousFigure #BeautyFromAshes #BeautyInBrokenness #Brokenness #ChristianReflection #ContemporaryPoetry #CyberpunkSpirituality #DigitalArt #divineMercy #Faith #FaithAndArt #FreeVersePoetry #FutureHumanity #futuristicArt #GodSGrace #GodSLove #GoldenCracks #Grace #Healing #Hope #HumanAndMachine #InspirationalPoetry #Kintsugi #KintsugiSoul #lightAndShadow #Mercy #newCreation #Redemption #restoration #resurrection #SacredScars #SacredTechnology #ScarsAndHealing #ScienceFictionArt #SoulLight #spiritualFormation #spiritualGrowth #SpiritualPoetry #Symbolism #TheGreatArtist #TheReluctantCyborg #Transformation #visualPoetry #wholeness #woundedHealer
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