When I disagree with grace
a piece of me falls off,
floats off into another person's life.
It lingers there
nudging the other
to think and rethink.
When I disagree poorly
what I have to say
resides in me
and stays there.
My dogma disables
any listener's ears
to hear nuance, empathy, love.
When I disagree well
I release my deep concern
and open my own ears
to hear fully
the concern of the other.
When we disagree with grace
we both depart in peace,
empowered and changed,
because a part of us
remains behind.
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