Now, in twilight, on the palace steps
the king asks forgiveness of his lady.
He is not
duplicitous; he has tried to be
true to the moment; is there another way of being
true to the self?
The lady
hides her face, somewhat
assisted by the shadows. She weeps
for her past; when one has a secret life,
one's tears are never explained.
Yet gladly would the king bear
the grief of his lady: his
is the generous heart,
in pain as in joy.
Do you know
what forgiveness mean? it mean
the world has sinned, the world
must be pardoned --
Parable Of Faith
Louise Gluck
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Poem topics: grief, heart, joy, life, never, pain, moment, face, generous, secret, world, I love you, I miss you, king, true, lady, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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