Anthology

the nobility of the broken ones


trodden and shattered
fragmented and torn apart.
crushed like a paste
in a stone mortar-
in a state of purification
almost-
 being grounded for every bit of
substance to come out-
for the essence to seep
out  little by little
to the very basic compound
that is you.
the you that is not
the dust of the earth
but the noble one born
out of brokeness
out of suffering
out of tears.
because in all this chaos
there is clarity,
there is truth
because you who are broken
you are the real hero-
in the midst of the shattering-
the real you
the broken you
the warrior you-
who fought with
such tenacity against
the world
stood up to say-
i will try again.



by kaye