Piece by Piece

Falling apart. No.

Golden, puzzle pieces meld,

Dripping to Earth’s floor. 

It is not broken. 

It can’t break, just looks different. 

Parts, whole, then gushing.

Heart at rest, for now.

Each piece strong and resilient, 

Just relocated. 

Beauty abounding,

Unpredictable, graceful 

Mercy Mother Earth. 

Together again, 

Gold raindrops seep underground. 

Alive…. piece by piece