3/10/2012
Poem 66 ‘The choice’
Beyond the stony wall,
Of the condescending dark,
Between the leafy autumn and wet spring,
Below the blinding flashlight of the sun,
In the third ridge of your lover’s key,
Beside the thick whispering books,
In the churchyard of slipping hope and growing faith;
Reach inside that wintery calm
And spread your small unwilling palm,
Make a choice of give or take,
Before you do, weigh up the stakes:
Will your reproachful heart forsake?
Or will forgiveness look upon mistakes.