“Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing can be changed until it is faced.” James Baldwin
Life loops, same struggles.
A vase broken, repaired, broken, repaired.
A precious treasure: each repair valuable, each beautiful.
Shards and glue, puzzle and chips, missing and patched.
How magical!
To know restore and beauty.
Sad the unrestored; breaking and crumbling; piles of rubble.
Spirit waits, collecting pieces.