Forgive Me Please 8-27-17

If you're in earshot of my voice

Regret, I do, my ev'ry choice

that brought you pain and brought you tears.

Forgive me please, for all these years.

I toss and turn here on my bed.

Forgive me please, for all I've said.

Deserve I nothing - that I know -

for damage done so long ago.

I lost your faithful selfless love

and caused you hurt I know not of.

I broke so many of God's laws.

I weep at pain my sins have caused.

Your face reveals a giant hole

that I put in your heart and soul.

Your innocence, may God observe.

Forgiveness I do not deserve.

If time could slow... if time could stall...

if time reversed... I'd change it all.

For things I've done, there's no excuse.

And healing, I cannot produce.

BUT GOD can make the crooked straight,

wipe tears away and then create.

Please talk to Him and don't conceal

your heavy heart that needs to heal.

If you're in earshot of my voice

Regret, I do, my ev'ry choice

that brought you pain and brought you tears.
Forgive me please, for all these years.

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This Unknown Man 8-20-17

This man, unknown, still walks alone

among the villainous -

among the thorns and wild horns,

inside our wilderness.

Day after day in dark dismay

the years tread slowly by.

Night after night, who knows his plight -

who knows the truth of 'why'?

So far above, the clouds lack love

for such a lowly man.

They give advice and are not nice

as they are better than...

The waters called and are appalled

at what this man had done.

And from the deep, they make a leap -

accused this lowly one.

But trees are friends and off they fend

the blizzards that blow bold -

and warmth from rock will always mock

the wind and  bitter cold.

Yet sharp the fangs of hunger pangs,

for food is scarce at best.

Though so deprived, can he survive

this all-important test?

He won't complain in all his pain

and so, is not ashamed -

for trees all stand so quiet and

they too, remain unnamed.

From scorching heat, they are not beat.

They brave the elements.

They do not cry.  They do not die

despite impediments.

If in review, you only knew

what all that he withstood -

while making peace with trout and geese,

then lived the best he could.

I understand this unknown man -

as you might guess the clues.

Each step by step with him I kept -

for I walk in his shoes.

©2017 louis gander ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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