Forgiving, a divine release…
As if spoken in whisper, the words barely fell from her lips and ears pricked up to understand her half-hearted admission, yet her face painted that picture fair, and justly bereaved. “How I have forsaken thee, with thoughts so dark, day can hardly light the shadow in which I stand,” she said, a tear like crystal forming below her reddened eye. “Can forgiveness find your heart, I plead.”
The seer stood still, his black robes an ominous sight, amid the candle light, and he slender bony hand reached out to hers. “Can you forgive yourself?” he said softly, knowing full well her pain. “Without that it matters not what I think, for we are slaves to our hearts and much suffering comes from despising ourselves.”
She thought for a moment, hoping his words would appease her aching heart, yet they questioned her deeper, the truth a wearisome burden. “All I need is your forgiveness Master, tis you who suffered at my darkest moment, not I in circumstance. Please release me?”
“Yet that circumstances seals you into your own prison, for those bars are not by my undertaking. I simply watched you draw them around yourself. Tis you who need forgiveness from yourself, the perpetrator of your misdemeanor. Only you can open that door.”
“But did I not wrong you in my words and dark intent?” she asked.
“Words cannot hurt a soul who sees from whence they came, and surely fear is that culprit, your actions mislead by concerns not yet occurring. Forgive yourself and move on, for this gives far too much importance to what did happen, a past need not revisiting.”
She fell to her knees in tears and regret, and understood her fragile state, filled with fault and mistakes, and did forgive herself and purged all what remnants remained in holding.
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