Day 49: Bearing Broken

 

Things break.

simple things, like glass and plans.

 fleshy things, like heart and heroism.

 weighty things, like platinum and promises.

Not everything
that should
stay in tact,
does.

 

And I could spend too much time chewing on the WHY things break

misuse
neglect
age
overuse
recklessness

but that would only distract from the real question:

 Can broken things be fixed?

 

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

 

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