was able to cash in the chip,
was able to fall into the thought
that transcended the problem entirely
In my mind I could see you washed clean -
not needing reform, not needing
torturous penance to pay
And none of the tokens
I may have had stashed,
none of the tallies of wrongs to be righted,
needed to be redeemed -
they were gone -
the great hole where they had been
was filled with light
I was silent for a long time
pondering this,
feeling the space within me
so much larger
than I ever thought I was.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 3, 2021
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