33. Forgiveness Is For The Deranged
I stand firm and strong,
Second chances, I thought, were a concept all wrong.
For I believed that those who wronged would never change,
No forgiveness to offer, forgiveness is for the deranged.
But life has a way of revealing its surprise,
Turning the tables, opening new skies.
I found myself in your shoes, the wrongdoer's role,
A flawed archer, burdened by sins taking their toll.
Yet, in your heart, you held a different creed,
A belief in redemption, a compassionate deed.
You showed me a path I had never seen,
A journey of forgiveness, where hearts can convene.
You looked at me with kindness, a soul so rare,
A listener to my words, showing me you care.
In the cold of my misery, you brought warmth,
A touch of understanding, a shelter from the storm.
In wonder, I ponder why I chose those untrue,
Those who wore masks, hiding what they'd do.
If only I had known, if only I could see,
But in your embrace, all was forgiven, setting me free.
Your forgiveness, a beacon, guiding my way,
A chance to learn, to grow, to change my dismay.
With newfound clarity, I now understand,
That forgiveness holds power, like the touch of a healing hand.
So, here I stand, grateful for your grace,
A second chance gifted, a new path to embrace.
In the depths of your forgiveness, I've found solace and peace,
A heart now open, with gratitude's sweet release.
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