Reconciliation

Between the walls of this canyon

That marks the border between

My enemy and I,

There is something that must be done.

A gravestone must be erected

And raised for Time itself.

I must cry out at the top of my lungs

The very name of God

That the echo might ring for eternity

And fill this empty place with song.

My enemy walks along this passage, too.

I can see the light from his candle

Flickering from far off in the dark.

For many sleepless nights

I have been awaiting this meeting,

And so too have those who have long since died.

With each step, I feel new guilt

And new reason to relent.

There is no turning back.

This vast space is now my only home.

The one I will share it with approaches.

Together, we will cleanse ourselves of our sins

And build a shrine with each other’s bones.