After the War

How can I be a bridge

to help you cross what

you need to cross?

This is finally all I aspire to.

To reach across the divide

because I have been so divided.

To pick up what is broken

because I have done the breaking.

To ask for guidance because I

too have been so stubborn.

A Question to Walk With: How can you be a bridge to someone in need? What would that look like? And how might you grow for giving in such a lasting way?

This excerpt is from my book of poems in progress, The Tone in the Center of the Bell.

Photo credit: Tucker Monticelli