Mosaic…#MondayBlogs

Scars weave a pattern
a tattoo over flesh
mapping out the journey
that has brought us all here

We see the wounds
the old stories
but not the healing
not the strength

We are quick to judge
and harsh with ourselves
instead of nurturing
the canvas of our hearts

Blind to the art
we become with time
living poetry
and fire infused clays

The beauty
is in the whole
triumphs and missteps
to create a unified soul

Caroline A. Slee
2016

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