Forgiveness

 

I am often gripped by feral anger-

caught between its teeth-

there is a tragic pile of my feathers

by the side of the sanctuary

called forgiveness-

I have lost the way to it-

when the grip loosens

I am all bruised within-

to one, standing on the lowest rung of the ladder

to forgive is divine-

 

Posted for my prompt ~ Forgiveness @ Poets United Midweek Motif

17 thoughts on “Forgiveness

  1. I’m sure there is divine in our nature–that even the devastating anger has affinity within the stories of the gods. Still, it is a loss of wings! Oh, I see me in here too. Such a potent truth.

  2. Feral anger…makes me wonder what made you so angry. The pile of feathers, the feeling bruised inside. But at the end, forgiving. Yes forgiveness is divine but forgetting is smart.

  3. Life is unfair sometimes and certainly anger comes when you realize that not everybody gets the same treatment. The secret is to live your life and not let setbacks or criticism hinder you,

  4. “I am often gripped by feral anger-
    caught between its teeth-
    there is a tragic pile of my feathers
    by the side of the sanctuary
    called forgiveness-”

    What a visceral image this conjures! I’m greatly impressed by your metaphors and message.

Thank You :)

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