I’m running a bit late this week, but didn’t want to miss Friday Fictioneers. A 100 words of fiction based on the photo prompt provided. Follow the link and join in the fun.
Sometimes, there comes a time when resilience is no longer enough. It’s no longer a strength or a crux to be indebted to. Sometimes it’s more important to let go. To watch the dead wood fall away and the barren earth crumble, to let worry and indecision slide into the ocean and be swallowed.
Sometimes we just need to watch all the pieces fall before we know who we really are. It’s what makes us walk when others want to run, sing when others want to whisper and smile when others want to weep.
The truth is in what remains standing.
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Beautiful, Helen.
Lovely piece, I can relate to this.
Great last line.
Wonderful use of metaphor. Whoopsie, another bit of me just dropped off!
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I like this – an affirmation that all things change. Lovely.
Very beautiful, and very wise.
I can’t read your piece as the ads are sitting over it.
Wow, this is so deep! An excellent piece, Helen.
I hope there is a rock somewhere inside… but at one point even rocks turn to dust.