Last night I dreamt that you hugged me
I still felt your warmth when I awoke
I don’t know what I did to alienate you
Some people carry grudges to their graves
separating the good people from the bad
Some hatreds span generations
blood spilling beyond one heart
Maybe when we die we aren’t segregated into heaven and hell
but instead are reunited
Old wrongs are forgiven
And on that boundless plain of oneness
above all the petty grievances of our momentary lives
we gaze with love into each other’s eyes and wonder
Why were we so angry?
One can hope. Thank you for your continued balance and compassion.
OMG Sean — That is so insightful and universal! Thank you — for the illustration, too.
Just “thank you”. Joan
sad.
Andrew
Lovely sentiments, beautifully expressed, Sean.
Sweet tender verse. When I’m done weeping I’ll leave another comment. We’re all just walking one another home.