FIGHTING Toe-to-Toe

We stand toe-to-toe,

Opinions and attitudes blare.

Hot white fury spews, bitter remarks, we compare...

My ears are deaf, can’t hear any truth in what you say,

I have lost all sight and feel,

The unraveling as edges fray.

Deep inside, our souls want the same,

A plea for our voice to be heard.

But all longings for more and yearnings become a blur.

Emotions rise and we journey down the same path,

Marked with bitter thorns, despair, anger, wrath

Believing the worst, when we truly know the best.

Choosing fury and lies, when we have tasted waters of rest.

Hot tears flow, splashing onto my plate of dinner alone.

My ears and eyes open to the one and only cornerstone.

Sweet repentance, I seek you and there is a gentle embrace, closer.

Again we are reminded marriage is a battle field,

A place to fight toe-to-toe for each other

Always seeking Him and coming back to what is true.

The one who gives us hope and grace, we grip hands, again renewed.

Melanie Singleton.