The year has begun interestingly
A few mirrors broke this morning.
They did not shatter
Just announced
Their breaking, with a chip
Telling me, you can still see
But it's broken
While decluttering the home
A book
Fell off the shelf
Called itself
"Love for imperfect things"
The finger bled
From trying to pick glass, that is
Till I no longer gave it permission to.
Handiplast:
I discovered
Kitaro
As the mid morning
January 1 breeze
Entered
Unopened windows
January 1, 2025
