He was living his life sheltered,
Stunned by a series of mis-happennings.
Now running away from chances, perceived as risks,
Unaware that living life fully is worth all the hurt that may come after.
We are made up of strong enough matter to overcome it all.
A hole in a thick sail won’t tear it apart.
You just need to stitch it up, and it will sail as valiantly as ever,
Exhibiting only a sewn-up line marking a souvenir of moments lived.
A flesh photograph of time made scar tissue.
Featured image: View from the Mont Ouzon, Haute Savoie, France, Captured on September 16th, 2018 (HDR, iPhone5C)