Beauty in the Broken Places

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.
Leonard Cohen, Anthem
Read remaining lyrics here.


The broken parts have the deepest beauty.
A road is just a road until you stop and see a turtle hiding.
The crack in perfection is where new life takes root.
Magic is in how you look at things.


Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham

34 thoughts on “Beauty in the Broken Places

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  3. Of course YOU see beuatiful tings in cracks in the road! It’s ’cause you’re always looking for the faeries down there where the rest of us just walk on by. Love this. Cheers, Cackie


  4. Stunning, Brenda. what a lovely message.
    I saw Cohen in Barcelona a couple of years back. He is the man with “the golden voice”.

    All the best.


  5. Beautiful – true of people as well as pavements – which is what you were driving at yes? You’re singing my song again, lovely, thankyou and have a very blessed day πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚


  6. So amazing what grows in the cracks along the street and sidewalk. Almost like you can’t stop life no matter now hard we try. I’m never looked at a pot hole like this before it’s very lovely and detailed. Have a super day!


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