carry no blame 

in the deep beating of your fragile heart

in the still dark night

Love turns another way from shame

so sit in the sunlight and drink it in
savored like a fine wine

a warm blanket in autumns frost

let it surround you

of all things, in the gentle beating of your heart 

remember you are worthy

to be a giver

 
of Grace, unwarranted 

of forgiveness, radical 

perhaps this is what it means to love