beauty in brokenness [mosaic]

An image:

everything precious is shattered.

[is that just the nature of the world? disintegration?
of humanity? desecration?
and then...]

our job is to take the shards, the flecks, the brokenness, and piece it back together
as a mosaic--
as something new
something more true
more unique and real
to who we are
and the nature of it all
(yes, all of it:
even the wounding. the shadow. the grotesque.)

just like the cocoon
disassembles,
dissolves everything
a caterpillar is,
and rearranges it
to have [multicolored] wings. 

water and rock

"Water is fluid, soft, and yielding. But water will wear away rock, which is rigid and cannot yield. As a rule, whatever is fluid, soft, and yielding will overcome whatever is rigid and hard. This is another paradox: what is soft is strong."
-Lao Tzu

.

the sacred is desecrated
the most precious things are shattered

restoration is my path.

trying to believe in a reason

"It's only after we've lost everything that we are free to do anything."

Quaker Proverb

"Blessed are the vulnerable, for they shall break open the heart of the universe."