On Forgiveness

Forgiveness is the gift that’s given
And given right away,
For glad is the heart to forgive
To blow forgotten on the passing day

What good can come of resentment?
What’s here to stay?
Who can soar free above the clouds?
Above our endless delusions of this day?

So go, flow like wind on water
Throw a ray of sun in the prison of the mind,
Hold the hand that is cold, and
Sow compassion into the fabric of time

And time is our beggar, life our vagabond
Life must tear and fray,
And forgiveness is the gift that’s given
To blow forgotten on the passing day.

Advertisements

4 Replies to “On Forgiveness”

  1. as thunder storms run out lightning and rain
    we realize we have let go of the heart ache
    sometimes it take a little longer to forgive
    This is Beautiful Lee…
    Take Care…You Matter…
    )0(
    maryrose
    its good to see you back…

  2. Yes it takes days, years, lifetimes to unclasp ourselves from the past. But pure light in the prison of the mind, is a morning sunset bringing peace of a new day. It wipes away all the shame, and rekindles within a moment the task before one, to simply be.

  3. So the river flow… maybe forgiveness is like a river, it has two sides, it might be a river bed dry and yet it might be rushing over the banks, ready to sweep everything out to the ocean.

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s