Maybe its the time of year, where everything around me is breaking down, from one form to another.
The leaves are falling from the trees, the old worn branches are blown by the wind from the boughs, the waters flow faster, with each day of heavy rain, and water floods down the streets, taking with it the discarded debris.
I was looki,ng at a box just now, with FRAGILE written on it and this is what came to me, at this time of breaking down, and taking away,before the world rests for the winter,in preparation for whats to come in the spring.
Can you hold me,
In your heart,
Knowing I could break?
And cut you with the shattered shards
my fear of loss,anger and shame ?
- “we’re fragile…. (inklacedsoul.wordpress.com)
- What if we actually like being fragile? (sarahmakena.wordpress.com)