A Thousand Splendid Suns

A young woman
once stood
on a thousand pieces
of shattered glass,
a thousand
winged dreams
lay grounded
in the dust;
watching each step,
softly, gently, she tread,
scared of  being bruised
and losing her head;
until she looked down
upon each tiny piece,
to find each was a mirror
she now loved and wanted to keep;
for when she looked into
each piece that she found,
she owned a part of herself
that she'd lost or didn't want;
a thousand dreams shattered,
but picked up with love,
when she owned each part,
she found a thousand splendid suns!