If we say we’re sorry does it matter
After words and actions have been cast?
Can three words to two, abbreviated,
Negate or qualify all that has passed?
Wouldn’t actions best portray the penance,
A meal prepared, a cup of tea, a kiss?
Yet distance in the hurting won’t allow such,
So words become what demonstrations miss.
Shouldn’t it be natural and normal
To mend the path when broken, disrepaired?
Yet, sometimes, we have not the tools within our armour,
Many times we’re so ashamed or scared.
It’s no wonder, in this world, disharmony can flourish,
Between two or three or nations overall,
We bluster and we feign, no slight embarrassment,
When we stumble, fumble, mumble, drop the ball.
I’ve never been a player in the big league,
Very few can claim their name in hall of fame.
Really, that should make humility easier, but
Pride and prejudice are barriers just the same.
I wonder, in the history of beings,
If deletions to our pride and words were possible,
If more relationships of many types would not have floundered,
If opportunities for apology had been taken well instead of not at all.
Just some musings, as I think on idly, speculating,
Of all the people in my life to whom I may have caused offence,
In passion’s angry words, that now seem so absurd,
‘I’m sorry’ doesn’t seem to cut in self-defence.
It’s a scary prospect when all words we’ve spoken
Are written in the hearts for all time to come,
Nothing can delete nor fully make the sorries quite complete.
But, just the same, to sorry we surely must succumb.
In churches, towers of strength and mighty structures,
‘I’m sorry’ takes proportionate penitence
In ever being wrong, in admitting weak in strong,
In bowing head and making recompense.
So, does it ever really make a difference
If actions, words are out there running wild,
Cannot recorral nor free the broken,
Can only castigate as little child?
Child is held unto the breast of mercy,
Cuddled close in love when cause demands
That restitution, when repentance given,
Fogiveness follows, shared culpability commands.
My musings and my muse are on a wander,
Words are pouring forth with liquid ease,
When all I want to say, to world in union, is
We’ve all been there, sorrow cast upon its knees.
Contrition given true has no agenda,
Except to restitute for all harm borne,
And certainly, no doubt, to ease a conscience – forgiveness, mercy, grace,
Other options – gifts ubiquitous – when all is said and done.
Very aptly put 🙂
Keep writing more.
Best wishes for all your future posts 🙂
This is my maiden attempt at poetry –
http://akritimattu.wordpress.com/2014/10/18/beneath-the-surface
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sometimes the hardest two words to hear and say is, “I’m Sorry”. To say it with meaning and heart is humbling and to accept it freely is just as difficult at times. Great post, as usual!
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So true, DAF. Thank you.x
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Reblogged this on Underground Energy and commented:
I’m humbled by her words.
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Thank you, Lisa.x
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Phew!
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I know! Rarely brief. 😉
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I loved it 🙂
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Thank you. But I am a helluva blether! 🙂 x
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So much truth in this; actions always speak louder than words.
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They usually do.,
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As one who does not attend to organized religion, it often appears ironic how one can go to a God, a Savior, and ask/expect forgiveness, yet the same person cannot go to a family member or friend and ask forgiveness. As religions are taught, God and the Savior are powerful beings, and yet one can humble themselves, fall prostrate on the ground, for a wrong done. To ask forgiveness from a fellow human being, one like us, seems like it would be so much easier.
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You’d definitely think so. And yet, maybe those who believe in divine mercy are surer of that love too so know forgiveness is inevitable with true repentance. People, we’re often less sure of. Bizarre, I suppose. Worth thinking about though.x
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Wonderful words my sister – xxxx
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I’ll post them to you next time I get on your! 😉 Thanks, V. You’re a great support.x
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