I saw an invincible man shatter into a million pieces the other day...and as the mirror fragments hung in the air like glitter...time slowed to a stop. I never wanted to be here again. As I picked tiny fragments of sharp glass out of my fist I realized something. Though not entirely unbreakable, I was built for distance.
The mirror shards formed millions of tiny windows staring back at me. These broken pieces indeed looked like me but while the image of the man had been reduced to a sparkling rubble. The essence of the man stood strongly over the wreckage planning repair.
I saw an invincible man shatter into a million pieces the other day...but I felt an invincible spirit endure.
love this.
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