THE BEAUTY IN THE BROKEN
jerry KWATCHEY@kwatcheyjerry128608
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THE BEAUTY IN THE BROKEN
by SIMU
True death is not the moment the body goes still
true death is when the spirit stops moving.
It begins quietly, in the shadows of fear:
the fear of trying,
the fear of falling,
the fear of failing,
the fear of truly living because fear has wrapped itself
around your courage and tightened its grip.
For what is the point of being alive
if you are afraid of the very thing that shapes you?
Life has never been a straight, unbroken line.
Life is a mosaic a collection of fractures,
a gallery of attempts that didn’t work,
a landscape of efforts that cracked in your hands.
And yet, these fractures are not flaws.
They are the raw materials of growth.
The tapestry of success is never woven from perfection.
It is stitched together from fragments:
shards of past mistakes,
pieces chipped off by disappointment,
moments that cut you, moments that humbled you,
moments that taught you what standing truly means.
And in the end, it is the broken pieces
that make the masterpiece whole.
Because living is not about avoiding the fall
it is about rising in spite of it.
And every rise reshapes you.
A Reflection from the SIMU Collection.
