Broken things, Mended pencils.
Strings with knots;
Thoughts with confusion.
Lately, all of this has been liberating.
To have experienced the process,
to have traversed the path!
To have finally accepted,
That, when life expires, all that matters is the "Journey"!
All that is worthy makes its' way.
All that is tragic stays as well.
As long as recovery takes over...
The heart learns through the sensory system of experiences!
Hope - These are the times, the times we would have survived during a pandemic.