Stirring Up

I had blocked it out…shut it down…walled it away
so, the bitterness and harshness settled at the bottom of my soul
–the toxic chunks of actions and words.
To ignore it made me think I felt giddy and light.

I spent the summer in a cave of self-preservation;
then school began
and the stirring began
     a word, a face, a memory
and the swirling began: the grunge and gunk–residue of unforgiveness

I am without the luxury of time to disregard and let it settle again
because the words, faces, memories are nearly constant
so I pick at the pieces and forgive
again and
again 
and
again


Even if that person wrongs you seven times a day and each time turns again and asks forgiveness, you must forgive. Luke 17:4

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