Banished to Sub-Saharan exile, you call on your Bedouin spirits for salvation
Blood thickened from dehydration you cry out for your Father, He hears but a whisper.
Where once a mighty palace lay, now but shards of glass, your spirit is a shambles.
But I do.
I thought I did.
Love ME above all others.
Forgiveness is seeing others that have forsaken you as God sees them...today, over Stella Artois I saw you. I let you go. Your 5 year old spirit that was banished into denial is still there 20 years later and I forgive you. You know not what you do, and you may never know.
Those who believe they are spreading good because they can't see evil are....who I once loved.
Today they are who I grieve
To forgive someone is to think of that person without an emotional reaction and for the first time I could think of you and you didn't burden my peace.
Fly, and the angels will catch you.
May His Wings of Solitude take you home.