embracing b ro ke n
Embracing broken, I am whole.
It happened.
Dropped my favorite coffee mug and watched it shatter. Bowed my head and in that moment of silence, beheld beauty in the broken.
Gathered and assembled the pieces like Isis, placed a tealight in the center of the shards, and struck a match.
That night, instead of throwing away a broken cup, I lit a lamp.