When we fell into the stream of days,
my eyes were cleansed, your ears worn free.
At first, it was an assault
but what we’ve seen and heard since
has made us thank the storm
for its scouring.
It’s changed how we care, hasn’t it?
Letting each other stay under
so the stream and storm
can do their work-
not letting each other drown.
A Question to Walk With: Tell the story of a friendship you have and how it has changed you over time.
