Heal us

The beauty of the spot in silence,
  is not lost because of the harsher reality.
Someone was gunned down there,
  a week ago two streets down another one.
As we pray in silence, the butterfly plays,
  the sun gives light and dark through the trees.
The silence wraps it all in a holy hush,
  making the light a beauty of peace, healing.
Love makes it through the rough,
  turning it all to what was created, beauty.