I watch as two trains hurl towards each other.
Knowing neither is going to stop,
Knowing what must happen next.
I watch as trains collide and pieces go flying,
As anger rages and tears flow freely,
As bitterness and hurt are exposed.
I watch as two people who love each other – destroy each other.
I watch as accusations fly but also…
As apologies are given in shame,
As two struggle to understand.
I watch myself standing in the middle of the train tracks,
First anticipating the inevitable collision,
Then amidst the flaming aftermath.
I watch as I concentrate on all the separate pieces,
Then slowly try to rescue what I can,
And restore some sense of cohesion.
I watch, knowing that I cannot do everything,
But knowing that I can help,
And determined to do what I can.
I watch as pieces slowly come back together,
As compromises are reached,
And progress slowly made.
I watch knowing tonight is just the beginning,
That construction needs to be done,
And train tracks redirected.
I watch until I can let go with a measure of peace.
I watch knowing the trains, my friends, can never be the same,
Grieving for the pain and anger I’ve seen,
But hopeful and praying for the future.