there have been years
when forgiveness
could not enter my heart
when the time of forgiving
and being forgiven
had not come
the leap into a burdenless
present seemed impossibly far
and then . . . it happened
almost in spite of myself
an opening of the heart,
touching tenderness,
healing, a fresh start
the arrival of forgiveness
is still a mystery
yet the waiting for it
is so much sweeter
while patient and welcoming