Prismatic Fragmentation

In shattered light, a kaleidoscope of hues unfolds, a dance of fragments, each shard a reflection of the self. Like the pieces of a broken mirror, our experiences refract and converge, forming a mosaic of the soul. As we gather the splinters of our being, we find that the true beauty lies not in the wholeness, but in the brokenness, for it is in the cracks that the light seeps in, illuminating the depths of our essence.