Pain

Part of the human experience.
A part that is feared,
yet must be embraced.
It connects us.
The new self, with the old.
Parts we forget exist.
Parts that still ache.

Pain disrupts. The delusion of perfection. .
And soon we are left to confront
the damaged pieces that remain.
Look for a while.
Then gently, pick it up.
Smooth the edges. Refine.
And piece together.
The old self with the new.