out of which comes the unbroken
a shatterdness out of which blooms the unshatterable.
There is a sorrow
beyond all 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