Forgiveness

The woman watches
As the broken man begins to dance,
Could it be that in her presence
He is falling apart,
Or that the warmth of her gaze,
Finds him gradually becoming whole again.
His freedom, her absolution.

The words fall useless on the ground,
Letters spilling into the dirt
Meaning discarded,
A blank page lays crumpled before her
Staring without judgment
At her trembling hand.
Reason is beyond reproach.

Time tiptoes past unnoticed
On its way to someone else’s story
Hope follows regardless
And the sun rises and sets
On useless thoughts unguarded.
Who dares to walk this path?
Yet who dares to not.

The woman listens
As the silent man begins to sing
The words dust themselves off
And join the fragile notes
In a private dance of healing
Truth’s melody cuts through time
And lays memory bare,

Forgive me, it sings
I am only human.

Forgiveness

Wendy  Slee

Yoongarillup, Australia

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