Peace

How do we come to peace when we can't reflect it in our lives?

Washing our hands of one another at the least offense,

Forgetting time and story shared. Not even listing the

Problem to one another or over emphasizing the hurt.

So there is no way to reconnect, no way to come together

Bridging the gap created with stony silence and fading

Into the background of existence, like it never existed.

We keep one another at arms length and not as treasure.

Yes, we are not perfect, but the only way friends grow

Is by calmly knowing the trespasses and in having the

Opportunity to admit the wrongs, openly and honestly

Striving to sit and cry with each other held in the sacred

Wash of forgiveness and healing.