Possibilities

​I want to know the possibilities In spite of our failures and weaknesses In spite of the false hopes and shattered dreams In spite of the brokenness

I look at the pieces of what’s left of me

And let go of my thread and needle

And the bright colourful quilt project

And touch what’s there with my eyes closed

Rugged, unfiltered and trampled on

A collage of trials and tribulations and memories

But still mine, lived and survived

Still carrying on, still making up life

In the broken pieces

I find my resilience and my kindness

And my insecurities and arrogance

My proudest moments and most shameful ones

And I look at it with fondness

Whatever is there in this fleeting moment

And I wonder again what the possibilities are

In spite of the brokenness..


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