You were forgiven
For those things you never did
That silent sadness weighing
Like a frown upon your head
At the altar call
I had to let you go
Wandering the winding carpet trails
To where salvation's secret keeps
Me awake all those nights
When we fought with sleep
You and me never doing things
That I never forgave
Because only holding them over you
Keeps me from being forgiven too.

I'd love to see the unclothed world
And not just garments of these obscuring irises.

In one word
You seek for the
Knowing
Of ground beneath
Your searching feet
Thick, tangible
So that when the
Darkness
Piles up to your knees
You can go on
One step at a time
A thousand unnoticed miles.