How to Keep Singing with a Broken Heart
It is sure in this tangled web of a life we lead,
the day will arrive when our heart is split right in two.
When the world seems to stop
and all on the inside is shifted
though we are still breathing.
Each breath feels like a labored effort
Each step forward a long walk.
Though we know we must travel forward
the soul lingers behind.
When we begin to see and experience life
through the lens of sorrow
as the heart feels it way amongst the breaking.
When laughter is low and meaning
escapes the traveler
When there is a wondering,
Shall I ever be the same.
As the soul passes through the swamp of sorrow
the heart begins to weep
letting out the wailing of what was lost.
It is in the watershed that we begin to awaken
And walk with a heart that is
tender and aware
that life is precious
that it can be mended – that cracked heart
though the scar will remain.
That the heart will sing again though in a much richer way,
as the breaking has itself brought new life
to the holy sacred unstoppable heart
solidly in the chest
of the Traveler
Onward, my friends, onward
to the final bow.