Thursday, April 17, 2008

Forgiveness

In the silence of the deep night
I long for Your voice

As I look at the trail of hearts I've broken,
It pains me that at the end of that trail

Is Your heart.


In those nights that I had longed for other lovers
I now wonder why

I could not even bring myself to long for You.


You who died for me

You who picked me from the dust

You who never wavered.



But as the dawn breaks
I see Your hand


Open

Nail-scarred

Inviting me


To come back home.

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