a tangible moment hangs in the silence between us
a look of indignance is the only thing
that holds back a tear
for a heart convicted of a misunderstanding
and two wordsmiths are left speechless
knowing anything said now would be wrong
created by the unconsciousness of emotion,
and the churning ball of empathy, rejection, and sorrow
melts into the awkwardness of the journey
from mind to heart
in a realization that maybe most of the pain in the world happens like this
misunderstandings filtered through
an individual’s perception and experience
and knowing that the journey to heal
begins with forgiveness and extending trust
to oneself: that love is bigger than all of this
a conscious decision and action
made over and over again
smoothing the layers of human falibility
into lessons of character…
© 2010hawilcox