Broken and beautiful, two words intertwined,
Opposites that in harmony we often find,
For when we break, we also have the chance,
To become something new, to start a new dance.
Our pieces may be scattered, our hearts may ache,
But we have the power to choose and remake,
To pick up the fragments and begin anew,
To find the beauty in what once seemed askew.
For in our brokenness, we find our strength,
We learn to rise up and go to any length,
To become something more, something unique,
To find the beauty in our own mystique.
So embrace the cracks, the flaws, and the pain,
For in them lies the opportunity to gain,
To find a new perspective, to see anew,
The beauty in brokenness that’s waiting for you.
(c) Ifedolapo
