Scrambling On The Bridge To Forgiveness

For The Sunday Whirl poetry prompt: Wordle #149
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eggs, trust, test, not, high, course, peep,
mug, trial, form, bring, blown, stick

Scrambling On The Bridge To Forgiveness

Pain is the shell that encloses your understanding…
__Kahlil Gibran

Blown trust of betrayal might be highest
form of test for human spirit. A trial of sorts,
where both sides of one distinctly divided being,
bring opposing heart felt arguments
to course of same events.

Not unlike an egg beaten with stick
inside thick ceramic mug, blended
with small amounts of milk-white truth,
then tossed into heated pan, stirred
to become thickened amalgam
more readily swallowed

and meant to nurture a soul
toward forgiveness.

Elizabeth Crawford  2/23/14

Notes: I used to tell my students that regular writing of words will take you to that place you don’t want to go, but often need to. That’s just what happened when I got the word list. Took one look and the two words, blown and trust cemented themselves together and opened the floodgates on a rushing river of memories. And yes, I did not want to go there, but the words, held at bay for almost 24 hours, refused to go elsewhere. The original draft of this piece was much shorter, but I worried that it wouldn’t make a whole lot of sense to anyone other than me. Asked my daughter what she thought and in the course of explaining my original idea and the thoughts that went along with it, I found the rest of the poem, such as it is. I truly believe that forgiveness is essential to spiritual health and that it can only begin when one realizes that the other individual is just another human being doing the best they can to survive and get by, guided only by their own personal truth, whatever that might be. Once that is understood and accepted, forgiveness becomes much easier than it was felt to be. I used all the words except for peep.

Image is a photo taken from one of my favorite foot bridges.