Sea glass

Now i can greet you,
meet you - once again.
Look into your eyes and see what was
That which existed, in all its glory
I can smile, accept, be grateful
Allow myself forgiveness
Better yet - allow you forgiveness
and move beyond that.
Run over our memories to discover
they are no longer sharp
No longer do they cut,
or invoke the hallowed longing which
life itself could not fulfill
They are now glass pebbles.
Those shards, once broken,
polished by the rough sea
sand blasted and rolled ceaselessly
softened to magic jewels
that mermaids and children,
those untouched angels of this earth, may only
collect - to marvel at, and stare.
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