picking through the litter
discarded over time
it's amazing,
what you find

a tortured mind
easily resurrected
I gave it a home
with like minded
was not going to
leave it behind

a broken soul
such a tiny light
laying beneath rubble
trying to struggle
with unworthiness
and fright
I showed it a Sunrise
and a Sunset
and asked it to map
days spent
breathing in and out
and watched it grow

a shattered heart
now that, I couldn't fix
so I placed all the small pieces
in a crystal bowl
and sat it upon my hope chest
except for one small sliver
I laid gently upon my breast
and gave it a place to rest