Healing with Gold
I didn’t hate my left breast, I still loved her.
She was part of me and I dreaded losing her forever.
She would be resurrected from the ashes, like the Phoenix.
That’s what I called her, the new one, Phoenix.
My spirit had to become the Phoenix too.
From being broken down I had to rise high.
Well, I didn’t have to, but I chose to. I chose to look to the light above me.
I’m being healed with gold, like the art of Kintsugi.
What was broken will be more beautiful.
I love my new body, she tells the story of a warrior.
My body is my life and my friend, not my enemy,
and beautiful despite the changes.
I was given a second chance,
And I’m in awe of how strangers mended me.
They are forever a part of me now.
As I grow from the broken cracks, healing with gold,
There will be a day that I will be at peace,
The pain an echo only.
It’s a day I long for.
Adriana, breast cancer survivor
Adriana has also set up a new Breast Cancer Art platform, connecting women across the world