Cicatrix

The pain is gone, and the wounds are all healing –
But the cicatrix beneath –
Is the constant reminder that –
Once there was pain –
Time, they say, is the greatest healer –
But it is not time that has healed it –
Acceptance was the healer.
And from the pain there was wisdom…

One can never undo what has happened.
One can either go on or linger –

In my mind I could ask questions –
What it is that shatters a relationship?
Is it the lack of communication?
People, how often do they change?
And what changes a person?
Is it a moment?
How can one right a wrong?
How deep can a wound be?
And does the capacity to heal ever depends on how deep the wound is?
And cicatrix... how can one hide it?
Cy02.12.06