When something breaks
you can decide to look at the pieces
scattered and shattered
jagged and jarring
the pieces of a previous something
a something that no longer resembles what once was
And you can throw them away
Or
You can pick up those broken pieces
carefully and with loving hands
choose the perfect glue
a glue made of the resilience formed after the breaking
to piece them back together
and see it as a now stronger something that
You built on your own
opposing the other thing that
someone else built For You
that was weak enough to fall apart in the first place
You then have become your own keeper
your own maker
your own Whole and Complete thing
The broken pieces were not the proof of a broken existence
The broken pieces became the parts that were used to build a stronger model
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(sometimes i speak words into my phone on long walks and decide to share)
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