Time will tell if victory in forgiveness is discovered

Uncertainty dominates like stacked boxes just uncovered

Teetering within sight, out of reach, unbalanced and shifting

Weapons drawn; gratitude, acceptance and hope within lifting

To appreciate what was good and let go of each mistake

To acknowledge each wrong, to recognize this lingering ache

Fighting for some peace and serenity before we both break

Battered and bruised, we can part ways — separate but recovered

Or perhaps together on this long road, winding and drifting

The journey to healing begins slowly with each step we take

photo: Pixy.org

prompts: OctPoWriMo 2020 Day 10, #InfinityXpress, Lyric ideas