If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the color of the evening sun
Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Let we forget how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star
Like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are
How fragile we are
~Sting – Fragile
After all these years, surprisingly I should face more of this phase. And my head told me to play this song
over and over again, like I did six years back. Looks like I need to find another pieces of my own fragility puzzle once more.
Well yes, I must admit this is an unavoidable part
of being Me, for I am just human with
all of the consequences of being in ups and downs crisis of life. Including facing the wound, I thought I have cured. Yet, it is still there wide open, for I have just broke my heart again. Tonight,
it is bleeding badly as the heart brutally torn apart.
Why...?
Same question I ask the sky,
couple of weeks ago. When I have
to face another foolish beat of my heart, by being in Love.
Yes,
LOVE has always been my strength, yet the journey to embrace LOVE was also
revealing my weakness, exposed me to the pitch black part of my
soul...
As I have to face the broken me, and asked why after all
those years knowing, no one could hurt me without my permission, I could be
beaten like this...
Yeah, I know fragility will allow me to see my truest
strength, through measuring my own weakness. As the only way to reach the
light, through embracing the deepest darkest spot in my soul. I have learned that I am not unbreakable, but
everything should happen for a reason. And it is always about me and me alone, I may
not blame anyone for my broken heart, including me...
Now, I need to build things up again in better order, after the wound show me which part is still broken,
scattered and torn apart. So here I am, licking all my wound and telling myself
all the tears will be worthy to wash my soul, while Sting is singing in my
ears...
The way Sting talk about how fragile we are, still gives me the
understanding of a growth hidden in all the fragile phases we face in life.
His words explain how the life must go
on at all cost, in a very profound perspective. Those
words and the melody is echoing in my heart the way it was before, telling me to respect every
pain and embrace all the rage I faced, so then I could wash them once again with tears from
the star.
The music dare the broken part of my being to turn the empty space
into a solitude sanctuary for me to heal. As I struggle to convert the bitter taste of this
pain, into medicine that will finally cure me. So I will not have this hollow
space as an extra baggage inside of me, ever again...
Now I began to dare
my own rage to embrace forgiveness, as I
accept the one in me who still feels the pain deeply. No worries little one,
you are safe... I LOVE YOU as YOU ARE...
Indeed, it is a true blessing to have what a friend of mine called
an instant burst of comfort from the universe, after days feeling so fragile, yawing in
this roller coaster mode. As I have
always believed, if we do something in the name of LOVE and kindness for any part of the planet. The universe will smile at us and return that favor in the most surprising way. Including by letting this music kicks in.
I wish what I have been writing can always vibe something good for the universe, so my life can always be worth living till the day I shall take my last breath...
Thank YOU
#LovenLight
#Fragile
