Broken But Beautiful

We look at stars shining in the sky every night 

But we only wish upon a shooting star 

Breaking off of the sky 

Similarly, some things become more valuable 

For instance, hearts,  

Relationships and the broken hearts of people 

In Japan,  

There is the art of kintsugi 

Where broken ceramics are put back together again 

Their cracks are filled with gold cement 

To remind you,  

Remind me and all of us 

That broken can be beautiful again 

To remind us 

That memory may fade 

But don't be afraid to remember. 

The importance of being and staying glued in this together 

To teach us 

That our past history is what actually helps us rest 

To remind us

That even though the heart moves on,  

Does it really ever forget?  

I don't know who fixes broken pieces 

But I do know why 

That man still uses a tattered blanket 

To warm himself up on cold nights 

Because in spite of being tattered, 

That blanket reminds him of 

Who he used to be and allows him 

To meet his own conscience 

In kintsugi when two broken pieces are put back together 

They're given time,  

For the glue to harden 

And for the craftsmen to divide the pieces before putting them back together hardening and softening with every breath,  

They stay distant only to be together again 

They fear of being completely broken again 

The fear of having to hear or say yet another goodbye 

The fear of loving way too much or maybe too little 

The fear of knowing 

That their hopes and dreams are still 

Way too brittle 

But what good is love 

That you aren't afraid to lose? 

What good is a traveler who doesn't have a home? 

If you're on this journey,  

Relax and breathe in,  

If today you're broken, 

Don't be afraid to shatter tomorrow 

Learn to shatter,  

Because even Majnu entered the coffin with Laila 

Learn to Shatter 

Because even Shahjahan is buried with Mumtaaz 

Love doesn't die even though lovers do 

True lovers are not afraid of being broken again 

So my dear listeners

Wrap yourself in this tattered blanket of love 

You've walked the straight path for too long 

Don't be afraid to take a turn 

Hold the hands of each other for the Journey 

And not for the destination 

Let your lover choose his own path 

You may live apart 

But at least have the courage to do so 

What will happen if you break again?  

You will rise up and say 

"I did it all over again"

So my dear listeners,  

Repeat it with me 

That you're broken but beautiful 

And beautiful 

Is strong enough 

To be broken again