Brokeness Stories

broken shells lie like so much flotsam on the morning beach, the remnants of small livesseemingly lost...seemingly insignificant...the truth is they are still life,just different now.they have been emptied by other sea lifeand left to drift,to collide with one anotherin the currents of a storm....or simply in the surf.today they provide broken beauty.the next high tide will move them to a new home, will take them to balmy...