Month: February 2020

There is a broken-ness

Out of which comes the unbroken

There is a hollow space too vast for words

There is a sorrow beyond all grief which leads to joy

A shatteredness out of which blooms the unshatterable

A fragility, out of whose depths emerges real strength

Through which we pass with each loss out of whose darkness we are sanctioned into being

There is a cry deeper than all sound whose serrated edges cut the heart as we break open to the place inside

us which is unbreakable and whole.

All the while learning to sing.

“Cities can be destroyed, savages might rule, but that light refuses to die.”

Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited