broken and beautiful

broken and beautiful

note to self

oh my God, we are
broken and beautiful
every one of us
admit it or not
“we” includes
bright California poppies
filled with sunshine,
thief in broad daylight,
a knee-shaking kiss,
the rooster shagging
hens in the field,
incessant barking dog

how can it be like this?

how can it not?

our world is
kintsugi, broken—
an earthy bowl
lovingly repaired with
rivers of gold
again
again
and again

thank you Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer for the title.

4 Comments

Filed under Awakening, Daily reminders, Elias Amidon, feelings, Kashmiri Shaivism, Love, memoir, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, Poetry, Rupert Spira, spirituality, suffering, treasure, Truth

4 responses to “broken and beautiful

  1. Laurie and Timothy Neeno

    Love this! Perfect just as is! Love, Rabia

  2. I really love this one a lot!

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