The Work of Friendship

When we fell into the stream of days,

my eyes were cleansed, your ears worn free.

At first, it was an assault

but what we’ve seen and heard since

has made us thank the storm

for its scouring.

It’s changed how we care, hasn’t it?

Letting each other stay under

so the stream and storm

can do their work—

not letting each other drown.

A Question to Walk With: Tell the story of a friendship you have and how it has changed you over time.