To Forgive

To Forgive


In this life of short span,
a fistful of heart holds
a sea full of sorrows.
Some true, some not.


A hurtful word, a gesture
cold or a stance slighting
stay with me etched clear
on my unforgiving mind.


Every time I cross paths with
the enemy, my heart compresses
with cold and bitter memories.
I lose my peace till a plan emerges


to wreak revenge. A vengeful
heart hurts me too, blinds me to
the insidious outcome. My blood
races and depression follows.


So I try to listen to my inner voice,
the divinity that tells me to forget
the wrong deed, to forgive the doer,
and I sleep on it to let it sync.


I wake up from a restful sleep,
I feel the calm within myself.
I know I am free, for, the dense,
drab, and disgusting darkness


disappears with the dawning light
of soothing forgiveness; the desert
of depression dissolves, and brings
me closer to the world, to my Maker.



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Awarded Second Place in "Virtues of Poetry" January 2011.