“If I was to break, then I would have shattered.
If I was to stay strong, then I would not be here.
For it is the man who crumbles, hairline fracture
By hairline fracture, splits that burst like scars
Of flashing lights, down the walls, through every
Hall of the red-bricked body that makes a builder
Out of clean hands, and fills them with wet mortar.”
open your eyes and observe everything. open your ears and listen to everyone. at night, listen to the silence. open your heart and leave it open. open your mind and think. then open your mouth and say what you will. - EJM.