Friday, December 18, 2009

Brave One,

Know that I see you
And that all things
            Come from me.

You are safe because you will die,
Undoing all ill and error.

I forgive

Not because I am savior
But because

You are no different
From anything -
            Gone tomorrow, forgotten.

Know though, Oh Brave One
That if you have injured someone
Through love or the lack of love

You make yourself
The object
Of another’s reckoning

Over which,
            Of course,

I have no power.

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