THE UNBROKEN
There is a brokenness out of which
Comes the unbroken,
A shattering out of which blooms
The unshatterable
There is a sorrow beyond all grief
Which leads to joy
And a fragility out of whose depths
Emerges strength
There is a hollow space,
Too vast for words
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
Which is unbreakable and whole
While learning to sing.
Rashani
