Free Of Its Stain

There’s a hope that exists beyond reason,

  like the refrain of a well written song

 

There’s a tragedy entrapped in each season,

  where right is still captive of wrong

 

There’s an Angel waiting to take you to heaven,

  across that river of torrent and pain

 

Where true joy in the act of forgiving

  —washes guilt completely free of its stain

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

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