Truce

by deb y felio

where are the bridges

to connection

the ravines are too deep

the gaps too wide

yet we continue 

to bomb

with our words

and malice

destroying hope

and healing 

an entry

too far to reach

too high to climb

where are the bridges

to connection

a hand held

out to another

releasing the fist

holding fear

face to face

do you see

me

seeing you

can we

together

begin

a bridge