We watched him
break
then saw him
fixed.
“Fixed”
is a perfect word, lays claim
to past wounds that are now invisible
or only reminders if the scars show.
“Repaired” is also perfect, suggests
meeting of unnaturally separated parts,
so the sight of him once shattered
and now repaired is heartening.
We shuffle along
swept up in our own cracks,
puzzling through the memory
of not being in pieces,
if we can recall that at all…
so when he speaks
from his entirety,
not concealing past injury
but showing how he has healed,
we see it. We feel it.
We are moved to action,
and perhaps
a little ashamed.
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