Learning to sing

This. This right here. This truth right here. Like thunder. Like lightening. Yes.

There is a brokenness out of which comes the unbroken,
a shatteredness out of which blooms the unshatterable.

There is a sorrow beyond 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~

Joanne Rose

photograph~Joanne Rose

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