your heart heavy laden with
are you wounded by the pierce of
that was spoken with thought
are you hurt by the things that
Do the sun and its rays all
do your eyes never light in a
Are you plagued with a need to
are your feelings as bitter as
Then itís time to let go of
that afflict your mind and your
and itís time to start mending
with forgiveness your ultimate
You may think that itís hard
that your pride is too great to
but the one who hangs on to
is the one who never will win.
For the person who is the big
and the person whoís learned
how to live
is not one who harbors ill
but the one who has learned to
~Copyright © 2000 Ruth Gillis~
First published in the April
2000 issue of
The Inspirational Poet
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