We didn’t start together, and
We didn’t finish together, but
We were better together!
Dear Etmol אתמול: I said things I shouldn’t have said. I didn’t say things I should have said.
Dear Akshav עַכשָׁיו: I am your friend. May my words bring healing and not hurt, life and not death, love and not fear.
Dear Ghadaan غدا: I shall be a better friend to you tomorrow than I was to Etmol yesterday and Akshav now!
My God, I stumbled, I am stumbling, and shall stumble again in what I say. Guide me. Use a bridle if you must. Tame my tongue and extinguish hell’s fire before I set another forest on fire.