I wish I could gather forgiveness
like stones on a walk, place it
in jars or a smooth dish next to
fallen feathers and empty seashells
But it is a gift I must discover in myself,
wrapped up in tears, placed beside
regret covered in grief,
lit with love and set free
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Giving forgiveness & accepting it - two very hard things to do!
ReplyDeleteLovely poem...
Wise words Suz.
ReplyDeleteGreat collection of words and stones. Being so wonderfully inspired yet modest too. Enjoy yourself as we enjoy your words.
ReplyDeleteperfect match-words and picture.
ReplyDeleteA gift of forgiveness to myself is the hardest. This is so beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteMarilyn..it tis
ReplyDeleteExcellent, melancholy work.
ReplyDeletelit with love and set free...
ReplyDeletelove the last line,
enjoyed every word of it.
thanks for sharing.
It is the only gift that will set you free.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeleteif we live past the age of 12 we can relate. *sigh*
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