Forgiveness

I received a gift last week. It was a gift which I received along with my own baggage of how another important person had not given me the same gift, in exactly the same way. I woke up this morning realizing I 1) had not received the first gift fully, and 2) No one gives things in exactly the same way as another. Another lesson in forgiveness.

I wake up and realize

I have now forgiven you

For something

You never said

You never even

Implied.

It was the small child in me

Who was rarely noticed,

Rarely praised,

Who interpreted things

In a twisted way.

Sure

You might have said things better

But now I hear the tone,

A clear tone

Almost

A silver bell.

I look at the mountains,

Out the window,

My shoulders relax,

The bell sounds,

And it is simply

Gone.