golden threads
I am broken
I am ripped apart
into pieces
many many
pieces
I am broken
so I can see
all of me
each individual
piece
understanding
respecting
honoring
and
inviting
all of me
to meet
all of me
to know
me
my worth is not in your words
my worth is remembering
all of me
piece
by piece
I am broken
but
I am not
broken
look closely
holding me together
is a single thread of gold
stitching each piece
each story
told felt held
together
I am beautifully broken
to open
me to you
to see
value
integrity
awareness
determination
is ours to decide
I am broken beyond words
and yet
I fly
wings stitched with
threads of gold
revealing my exceptional
brilliance
so you too will know
your brokenness
is a gift
I fly in celebration of life
gifting me pain
to break me open
to free me
to be a brilliant light
to be seen
to be witnessed
to share
you are not broken
you are now open to become
you
NBS 3.1.25
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