Complete

Hello, you who think you are broken, when shards cut your heart. Cherish the beautiful cracks in you so that God's light can seep inside... like sunshine warming your face in spring. The long-awaited vision suffocates your transparency and closes the moment of the door. Life is life, and sometimes everything collapes as a storm's wild rampage spreads over the earth. You who are broken, continue to breathe one breath and the next until you dare to believe you are complete. /Ingela