There is a brokenness out of which comes the unbroken,
a shatteredness
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 Réa