The Beauty of a Broken Egg

As we staring an eggs on a tray
it is amazing beautiful.
It’s whiteness symbolizes
pure and solemn.

It can be broken easily.
Fragile so we handle it with care.
We are so afraid to fall it down.
We don’t let it broken.

But why???

Can’t we imagine how
it is more beautiful if it is broken?
Can’t we noticed it’s different shapes
gives more beautiful?

We can’t see coz
we always see one side.
We can’t coz we always
thinks it’s weakness.
We can’t coz
we don’t want to broke it.

If we broke it we can amaze
on the sunny side dish.
If we broke it we have a beautiful
scrambled egg dish.
If we broke it we see how an egg yolk
brings beauty on it’s shape.
If we broke if we can see how an egg white shielded the egg yolk.

It is like us, human.
We can’t be more beautiful
if we aren’t broke.
We can’t learn
if we aren’t broke.
We can’t be strong
if we aren’t broke.
We can’t strengthen our weakness
if we aren’t broke.
We can’t be who we are
if aren’t broke.

The beauty of being broken is like an eggs. Don’t just stare it let us broke to show it’s beauty.




You only
live ones
or
You only
die ones.