There are birds, and then there are those who dedicate their whole lives to watch them. I'll never be a bird, and you'll only be a bird. I watch you, I love you, and I marvel at you. But never would I confine you to the corruption and sorrow of a cage. So I’ll sit, and I’ll wait, and I’ll hope that one day you come to your senses and realize that you can fly away without having to sit and sing to deaf and dumb ears.

The Japanese                                                         ­         
repair broken things                                            
with gold                                            
filling the cracks                            
to show that even
                            broken things
                                          can become
                                                          ­            works of art                                              
that it was never truly                    
                          broken
          but acquiring
                                            a new look

People are the same
for our cracks make us
beautiful              
cracks from stress
from life
from the everyday minutiae              
             filled with the gold
                   of our determination
to do better
         to BE better
                                       learning from
our failures
                             gathering experience
when we fall
so that we can rise again
full of wonder and precious things  
determined
                       to succeed.