Is The Scent Of Tons Of Seaweed And Tiny Ocean Life Which Nourish The Species Of Bird Standing Free From An Interest To Suffer The Next Wave Of Seaweed Beak After Beak.
FORGIVENESS
Is The Rotted Acrid Scent Of The South Wind Pushing Forth Plastic Bottles Broken Glass And The Snapped Hook Of The Lure Twisted Among The Nattled Feather And Broken Wing Of The Species Of Bird Left At The Line Of Erosion In The Ebb Of Low Tide.
FORGIVENESS
Is The Scent Of The Grain Of Sand Blown From The Sandstorm Into The Seaweed Standing Under The Dune It Now Protects. Forgiveness Is God Teaching Me That He Forgives Me And I Forgive Myself. In No Man Am I To Know Wrong.
I AIN'T NO BAD BIRD, THAT'S JUST MY NAME. |
