What would you do when your heart breaks?? Some brood, some cry, some go silent, some go violent. Then again some go poetic and create masterpieces, not knowing a bit while they create, that the anguish of their heartbreak, becomes a respite for millions to find solace in.
Such is the power of the word that emanates from the heart, ironic that oftentimes the words emerges only when the heart breaks or is it the law of nature just as the cocoon breaks and the beautiful butterfly comes forth in all its beauty.
Though does it really matter, sometimes it’s best to leave certain things as mysteries, not knowing and not wanting to know. Savouring just the solace of a poem and the serenity in watching the butterfly, no trappings, no hidden plan, just following its true nature.