Two opposite camps,
Clear line, creating
Clean break, right down the middle…
The warmth seeping out.
How do we bridge the gap?
With an olive branch,
One at a time, placed gingerly
Over the deepest wound first,
Then all around…
A nest formed in time,
Safe space for frozen emotions,
To finally thaw.
Where birds of many different feathers,
Sharing one planet earth nest, warmed by
The same human life-blood,
Formed by the same Loving Source.
Be the first to offer an olive branch…
Build Love’s peaceful resting place.