Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.
— Leonard Cohen, Anthem
Read remaining lyrics here.
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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I love that: magic is how you look at things!! 🙂
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It’s the best magic — it’s free, does no harm and it’s entirely in your own control. 🙂
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I read this at a great time. I will pass it on to someone I know will benefit. thank you xo
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Oh, I am pleased. 🙂 We need spring soon.
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Brenda, Your work is unique as usual, thank you for sharing it. Take care, Bill
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Thanks, Bill! Thanks for commenting! Brenda
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Bought, sold and bough again the DOVE is never free!
Anthem my Philosophical stone…!
Thanks Brenda!
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I thought you’d like seeing Leonard Cohen here. 🙂
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And was I in for a wonderful surprise!
The theme of the crack…I took the social metaphor way, and where to find a better crack but in that darn bell (do you think Lenny had something like hat in mind (mindful as it is)? 🙂
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You are a punster!
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Maybe, but I try to keep an open mind, in the context of
his philosophy, both in the poem, as well as general.
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An open mind is good. I try to have one, too.
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absolutely right on, sister brenda! may the totem of the turtle follow you always )
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🙂 And you, my sister!
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Love those cracks and see what’s in between.
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Lots of good stuff falls in the cracks. 🙂
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the imagery, the movement and the words go so well together!
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Thanks!
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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
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LOL You might be right. Cheers, Brenda
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Fabulous post.
And Leonard Cohen is my second favourite Canadian!
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Thanks! 🙂 He’s amazing! Who is your favorite Canadian?
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That is a secret known only to AnElephant and a Mermaid!
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hmm, well I would not want to be nosy. 🙂
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Wonderful poem and images! Have a wonderful and blessed week my sister!
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You also, my friend! And thanks! Brenda
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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.
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Thanks, he is amazing, and such wisdom. Thanks for dropping by and commenting. Hugs, Brenda
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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 🙂 🙂
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Yes, I was trying to suggest that people with scars are beautiful, precious people.
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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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Thanks! I agree, you can’t stop life. It should be an anthem. 🙂
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