The end does not come
With the end of bleeding
It does not come
With the end of weeping
It does not come
With the end of needing.
It comes
With the end of forgiving.
You did not have the grace to be forgiven
That is the last thing you took from me.
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Jabberwocky (
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This poem requires a good deal of thought since it has turned around my definition of forgiveness and made me rethink the concept. Well done
It is a complicated poem, though I perhaps shouldn't say so myself. There are multiple interpretations playing on the concept and the ambiguity of key words like "end".
Thanks for your comment. I appreciate it more than you know
You are most welcome my friend it has me thinking of my own rigidity of definition where I see forgiveness for the benefit of the forgiver not the forgiven and the traditional view of it being a gift for the one receiving it but maybe there is another view I had not considered.
I think you are more perceptive than my art deserves, but yes, I think you get my meaning.
The sun is out here, I'm going to go walking with my kids in the woods. See if I can "paint a smile" on their faces. Squirrels will help me. I hope you have woods and squirrels in your day too.
I live in the middle of nature with many acres of woods surrounding me and no one for at least a quarter mile. No squirls here but other animals and many birds. The squirls live all about my Florida place
My friend, this hit with tremendous force. There is such finality in realizing that healing may require laying down what the other person repeatedly refused to receive. Powerful work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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