Clear conscience is that which allows one to come home
For forgiveness opens the door and embraces the soul
Long and sorted wanderings in populated deserts alone
To bring true repentance and let reflection take its toll
By all those who have accosted was evil summoned to view
For misery has found a mark and recompense a wage
Manifold samplings all offered and tried – all balanced and true
And were it not for sorrow found would I depart with rage
Aeons of challenge … to pull one way strong … and one way stronger
Have presently ceased … and this clear conscience … has beckoned
These experiences have settled the debate and sin lingers no longer
For in seven times falling I shall now rise … to be reckoned
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Poem #50 | Written May 1, 2008
SEVEN TIMES FALLING PDF