I see you now, on the other side of the drawn line

Before us lies what makes ourselves apart, what causes us to fight

To tear merely hostile glances, but keeps our eyes from meeting

From interlocking, until there are examinations of our souls, until we commune

From one end of one’s imagination, arms may stretch to catch another’s

But the indoctrination of set-apartedness has smothered desire for peace

All I want is to war with you

All you want is to destroy my realm and make me wrong

All we want is to be perfection, and the other, wrongfulness defined

Besides the standing order though, there’s a lingering wait

Internal contradiction, twined it seems, by my own unease

I am battling to keep down the rising wanting palpitation

I want you to be here, or somewhere with me

Not beaten to death, after our swords have crossed, or missiles have flown

But in the circle of belonging, of friendship that is deeper than brotherhood

We want our lives together, sharing what differing but common gifts we’ve recieved

We want the cremation of fear and suspicion, the annihilation of othersidedness

We want the truce and the treaty to be articles that call us to love

To be in awe of the bond of our common hope in our savior’s promise

If we are in want of stretching out our arms to each other

We cannot catch those who truly are unlike us and are falling off

We could then be just as lost as they

Living pieces in spite of God’s gift of a complete picture beautiful

Our harmony as ones saved and in love

In Him.