Heather Gelb- A Poem

 

The Edge of Forgiveness

 

The smell of revenge

Repels me like

Rotting meat on a highway

Of high jacked love.

Confronting one's self can be

Just as heroic as confronting the

Injustices of the world.

 

One step at a time I

Walk towards the

Edge of forgiveness,

Like wild salmon pushing

Against the current of

Perceived righteousness,

Returning to a place of rebirth.

 

One step at a time

I

am

   almost

       there

 

 

 

Brief Bio: I often feel like a gazelle as I leap from hilltop to hilltop, finding inspiration in the valleys of my life. On one of these hills I recently publish my memoir, my spiritual journey from the hills of one land to another.