Haiku No. 241: Filling the Cracks (3 parts)

There were days I died
My heart cracked, my breathing slowed
The joy sucked clean out.

I found a village
Full of warm sun, warm people
Soothed my withered soul.

Old aches healed over
Cracks in my heart filled with gold
Where the light came in

Haiku by Deborah E. Dayen

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