Click on the link above to view the slide show that accompanies the reading of The Penenitent, a poem found in my book Splendor from Ashes available on Amazon.com. The poem can also be found below:
The Penitent (2004)
My God, I relent.
What did I not do right?
Which t’s did I not cross? Which i’s left I undotted?
Was I too haughty, ambitious, proud?
Please tell me, Lord.
I might have erred in ignorance.
For my errors I want to atone,
so that the pain will cease.
I hate myself for being weak,
for being pain’s unrelenting prey.
Shine forth your light in the valley
of this approaching death
that masks true faith
in the circularity of its jagged labyrinth.
Is there no absolution,
no healing for the penitent?
Why are wounds still raw,
exposing pink flesh to fresh infections?