Forgiven

I have forgiven those girls for what they said and did to me, as I do respect, love and appreciate their existence I wouldn’t change what had happened under those circumstances because they opened a new pathway for me to see. It was Gods way of revealing the road I was supposed to take in life, the associations I was meant to have and ultimately lead me up to where I am now. God was weaving together my mind and my spirit man, he was preparing me to be mentally fertile. I am thankful for what I once went through with those women- if that had not happened I wouldn’t be speaking this and looking hindsight saying wow. God previously made the soil rich with nutrients, gentle with softness at touch, and held it together firm with grace so that when he knew it was time he could plant the seed. The seed was buried for 2 years and the roots didn’t sprout, there was just one thing In need. The soil was rich with nutrients though because it was dry it wouldn’t grow. Deep underground the seed patiently waited knowing she was protected, only wondering if she would grow or die. Once January came around God answered the void with one phone call and the seed began to cry. Those tears of Joy were the sign of it all, to take a leap of faith to go sit and have a talk. God already planted the seed into the soil many months ago, knowing he was starving her of one thing. Buried below without water was the need she had been waiting for all along. Once tasted, she couldn’t resist. Relieving her doubts of something she pondered that ever existed. A month later the roots began to rise above, mounted into the garden fulfilling a life of prosperity and love. If I hadn’t forgiven those women and the hatred inside my heart, I would have never been on the same path that lead me to this family. I am so thankful, no words can take part, to have this experience and environment that gives me water willingly.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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