It's #TankaTuesday, and Selma is the host. She invites all interested folks to write a Rensaku focused on relationships. Well, with all the turmoil on our beautiful planet, I've chosen to address the need for communication.
Looking back at this past week, I wonder what was achieved through the violence. Those who destroyed property felt empowered, and those who didn't felt more justified than ever. When we don't meet each other on common ground, we only see what we want to see across the divide, and it is dehumanizing.
Yep, I'm a counselor by training, but I'm not a pacifist. I'm a realist who strives to build bridges of understanding. From my perspective, life is too short not to do so. My poem ~
In war, there really aren't any victors. The brave men and women who honorably wear the uniform often face a life burdened by memories and injuries. Those of us who did not serve watched the conflicts on television--from a place of comfort.
Many members of my extended family served in the military or are currently serving. Because of their bravery and the efforts of those who meet on the broken bridges of life, we can embrace hope. I'm immensely grateful to all who work to establish peace.
I hope you enjoy this reflective version of Sweet Child of Mine.