“Broken Things”

 

She

writes bestsellers,

with broken wings.

Scores smash hits,

with broken strings.

Ends

unfinished symphonies,

with distinct ease…

for,

she

finds value,

in broken things.

She sees beauty,

in the ash.

Captures Monet,

in the splash.

Slows down time,

whilst others, dash…

Hears, new Hope,

when dull

bells ring.

She seals

broken promises.

Heals hearts,

that have been misled.

Reveals Truth,

that’s resident,

in oil-slick lies,

that have been said.

Why

she does

these timeless feats,

for no reward,

no need, for treats…

How

she renders

Souls complete,

with quiet Grace,

always, discreet..

… is because

she, once, was there..

Fragile.

Vulnerable.

Bare.

It’s because,

she, once, knew fear..

at a level,

so severe…

…and,

it’s this,

which spurs her on,

so that pain will hurt no-one.

She’s survived.

She’s battled through.

Shielded arrows,

suffered slings….

…and so…

if Life

does this to you,

 she’ll be broken,

for your stings.

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