Forgiveness

The calm, cold face is an angelic statue. She feels wrongdoing and she lets it pass. She watches it like its not happening at her, because it isn’t. The events are just happening. She says nothing she stands there, she feels strong. Until she doesn’t.

She is no angel, she is human, he is human and this isn’t fair! He’s a good person, why is he acting like this? It hurts her heart. She isn’t perfect either, why does she act like this? She’s yelling and scheming and trying to fight for herself. He is the master defender, she faulters, she thinks she hears sincereity in his voice for the first time in months, she relents her forcefulness. She savors the kind moment she percieves and hangs up.

Can I let it go? Can I let it go? What can I do? What can I do but trust it’ll work out the way it’s supposed to. Help me find the strength to accept it without doing any more harm. Help me accept what is and that we are all doing the best we can.

September 2017