The most beautiful things are the ones you’re most afraid will break.
The wrong touch in the wrong place could destroy that unbearable distraction before your eyes.
The wrong note in the right piece can tear a world apart.
The wrong words can make that beautiful being walk straight out of your life through the same door they came in through.
But know that it is better to attempt such greatness and fail miserably than to never attempt at all.
Do not cower behind the failures that might be.
Do not neglect to ask in fear of a negative reply.
Success is worked for, not given for nothing.
But that is not what this is about.
This is about the small things on the brink of disaster.
A new born child is a prime example of beauty in fragility.
The ratio of things that can harm a newborn compared to helping it is easily 1,000,000 to 1.
In that sheer frailty is strength.
In that tenderness is a smooth and sturdy comfort.
There is no shield for that child to hide behind.
No fail safe helmet that will protect it from harm.
The child has everything to loose.
That is the fact that makes it beautiful.
That is why we long to embrace the things we’re most afraid to destroy.
I will always cherish that which is fragile.