Piecing a vase together with gold
Is much easier than stitching a wound
Or mending a broken heart
Yet the message remains clear
Silver porcelain and thin gold leaf
Mend the broken pottery.
Patience like a cool breeze on a summer day
And staring through an untainted mirror
Should do the same for a crooked soul
Green leaves adorn the silver and gold
Rain falling in a dessert
Fire in a snowstorm
A friend in your time of need
It’s time to climb that mountain
And see the sun rise once more
