Patient,
Kind,
Warm,
Accepting
Without
Grasping,
Like sunshine
After a long
Cold winter,
Softer than
Rose petals
On your lips,
Like rocky mountain
Chilled water
Served on a hot
Arabian desert
Day.
It is
Sacrifice
Without keeping
A tally,
And giving
Because
Not to
Would hurt.
It is
Done without
Thought,
Because its
The best thing
To do for
Everyone
Involved.
It cannot
Take offense
In the first place,
Because
Its understanding
Is beyond
Logic.
Forgiveness
Is always
On its lips,
And in
Its essence.
It never ends,
But it can
Be forgotten
Or shut
Out,
But not
Forever.
It is
Something
That can come
Out of nowhere
And needs
No reason
For being
Given.
It is
Closer than
You can imagine
And bigger
Than anyone
Realizes.
It is the only
Thing
That can save
Us,
From
Ourselves.
Without it
Compassion is impossible
Forgiveness unthinkable
Healing cannot occur
We couldn't live
For long.
And one word
To describe
It is,
Woefully
Inadequate.
