Forgiveness burns
A poem about anger, grief and the flames which guard the heart.
I stand in the centre Searing flames lick at skin. But I am numb to the sensation Because its all around me. Injustice, blame, unfairness. All those strong words, Swirl in the heat Refusing to burn away. Resilient to the gentle urgings, Telling me to let go and accept Forgive.... That word is the heaviest of all. How does one forgive?
The flames grow thicker The anger, the rage. Its uncontrollable Threatening to swallow me whole. Trapped, suffocating, grieving The flames grow hotter and hotter. How much longer before the flames That protect, spiral out of control? How to stop the raging inferno That has taken hold of my heart? How to consume the fire, Make it whole within me Before it burns me apart? One question holds all the salvation... But how does one truly forgive?
Forgiveness isn't easy, but it's freedom for your soul. Forgiveness isn't for the other, it's for you. You can forgive from a distance. You can forgive in silence. Forgiveness does not mean reconciliation. Give yourself grace, and allow yourself time to work through it. 💛