Break

Sometimes you have to let this life bring you to your knees, in gratitude, in surrender, in love, in pain.

The immensity of our human stories, or the complexity of these social constructs, balanced out by the perfect simplicity of a roadside flower or a morning bird’s song can be so beautiful it almost hurts.

Kneel under the pine trees or walk through the streets at night and allow the experience to dissolve you.

Break open under the weight of it. The bottomless depths of human emotion or the absurdity of human creations, and the pure contrast of undecorated spring grass and fluttering butterfly wings.

The agony of loss and the red hot fire of yearning. The rub of daily banalities and the deep dives of true love.

The glory of it all is breathtaking, both joyous and overwhelming; but if you’re ever given the chance to be broken by it, accept it. Allow it to sink in down deep, to shatter your pretenses and open your mind. Let the beauty and sadness of it all break your heart. You haven’t really lived until, at least for a moment, you let yourself die.

©️ Cristen Writes