Pelgris

I cannot break, so I’ll build
A home that’s shattered is no shelter
I find my scattered pieces on the road
And in your gaze know healing

What breaks is not mended
In facsimile of perfection
But instead
Is mended
By experience, by choice upended

Where hope instead you fended
And woke
Amidst this splendid
A voice that I’ll not leave
Unmended