Reconcile

Woe the soul, its spirit worn

Wounds of guilt betray the heart,

Ne’er release to love anew,

Chains of fault keep lovers apart.

What end may come,

 If restate what was,

Will thrice spent mortar,

Build stout wall of cause?

History need never deny,

Brash choices made in haste,

Let future hold none but truth

For harmony of souls, love again be chaste.

Face facts of blame, cleanse the spirit,

Seize the hour to own the day,

Accept your pain, grief, and despair,

For want of flesh, you did betray.

For love the goal,

No price too steep,

An abundance awaits,

True souls to reap.

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