Forgiveness lights in my heart like a bluebird on the bush in the window.

I could not force myself there but Several things I had to do.

First I had to install a window above the kitchen sink.

Then I planted a Rose of Sharon just outside.

I looked out the window as I washed the dishes several times

a day, my hands circling round and round like a carousel.

I could not force the bluebird to light there, but I could create

the perfect environment for it to live.


About m.a. wood

writer, thinker, musician, teacher
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3 Responses to forgiveness

  1. kirizar says:

    Of a literal frame of mind, do you actually have a Rose of Sharon outside your window or are we strictly speaking metaphorically?


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