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No one saw the beauty In the thrown away pieces of glass Jagged, crooked edges, Until someone came along And pieced together The broken pieces of a little girl Carefully filled in all the cracks With a warm gold Smoothing over the rough edges Polishing with a lustrous finish Turning thrown away Into a desired commodity Nurturing her into an artwork All her own
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Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 1:19 AM UTC
Kintsukuroi
No one saw the beauty In the thrown away pieces of glass Jagged, crooked edges, Until someone came along And pieced together The broken pieces of a little girl Carefully filled in all the cracks With a warm gold Smoothing over the rough edges Polishing with a lustrous finish Turning thrown away Into a desired commodity Nurturing her into an artwork All her own
Kintsukuroi: The art of repairing broken pottery with gold or silver lacquer and understanding that the piece is more beautiful having been broken Never give up hope if you are broken. Real beauty comes from surviving and healing.
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Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 1:19 AM UTC
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