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.