PermissionForgiveness


I have this

Haunting this fear

Of being lost

In a dark

Wood veiled moonlight

Patching on leaves

Moss and stone

No rescuer hears

My begging call

Wandering stumbling falling

Hoping pleading begging

But my salvation

Falls on deaf

Ears absorbed into

The forgotten trees

And then there

I do know

Oh not why

Me but what

Me what me

Will rescue me

Learning that life

Is less about

Permission and more

About forgiveness for

Those awaiting salvation

Shall always wait