You don’t fix me;
you remind me that I was never truly broken.-
Your departure threads through me,
like light through a shattered prism.
Everything I see breaks into its colors.-
From what I have learnt from life, I think you need to fall, at least once. A fall so deep that the earth shakes within you. It teaches you how fragile we are, and yet how endlessly we rise. For what is a storm if not a reminder that the sky can break, and still gather itself again in blue?
Imagine how heavy it must feel for a leaf, turning golden in its last breath, knowing it will descend from the branch it called home. And yet, it does not curse the wind, it dances with it. Loss arrives.
But at the end, you embrace it. Like you embraced the rain’s sorrow by calling it poetry on your window. Like you embraced the broken seashell on the shore by pressing it to your ear and hearing an ocean still alive inside. And just like that, maybe one day, you would embrace the cracks of your soul too. One day, you would cherish your scars and then show others how beautiful it is to be broken and yet to shine.-
I shall sit down
Beside the river stones
And let the water
Speak of what it knows.
If my silence survives the dusk,
You will find it
In the silver of the moon.-