© Moira G. Gallaga
When enough time has passed to heal the wounds
gashed by words careless or intentional,
nothing could be more soothing than the sound
of relief, easily detectable
from the one you forgive once you pardon
their crimes. They will sigh, perhaps even smile
in gratitude that you did not harden
your heart against their own. You could revile
their name as long as you live, but that might
only embitter your remaining years.
Better, then, to lighten the darkest night
of a guilt face enshrouded with fear.
The best of men know well how to forgive their enemy
Their magnanimity cements their reputation for posterity.
I’ve learnt well. ©
14 May 2021
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