Shattered Wide Enough

Photo by The Dwyers

Turns out "why?" is the heaviest question to carry.

I've been wondering what drives us to even ask it. Why do we always expect that there even is a "why?" Where does it come from, the expectation for reason, for explanation, logic, science?

I suppose for most things there is a cause and a reason. But if you follow the trail of whys long enough, you'll always land back on the same set of islands: Because that's just the way it is.

These months have put fractures through me, shaken my bones, shattered open my heart. The miracle about it is that my heart was opened just wide enough to let all the beauty in.

- NIGHTBIRDE

Photo By The Dwyers