Aug. 12, 2019

Burning Bridges


“Bear with each other and forgive one another if any of you has a grievance against someone. Forgive as the Lord forgave you.” Colossians 3:13

Burning bridges

Are on my mind.

I guess not everything

Heals with time.

I reached out to you

Hoping to say

How very sorry I am

For yesterday.

To my face,

You’re kind and sweet.

Things are much different

When you’re away from me.

You ignore my gestures

Refusing to move on.

I can’t mend the bridges

On my own.

I must admit

We lit a match.

Burning bridges

Are just like that.

I often wonder

If you consider

What part you played?

I’m not the only quitter.

If we, as “sisters”

Can’t love and forgive,

We aren’t qualified to tell

The world how to live.

We sit in church.

We say our prayers.

But new beginnings

Aren’t something we share.

I smiled as I prayed

And thought of you.

God whispered, “It’s ok.

There’s nothing more to do.”

Burning bridges last and last.

Removing any and all connections

To a painful past.

Perhaps what we should burn

Is unforgiveness and strife?

By doing so,

We’ll have a new lease on life.

Burned up bridges

Is what we get.

When will we learn?

They haven’t worked, yet.

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