Perhaps events
caused the wrong.
Then there is nothing to forgive.

Perhaps you committed the wrong
and now are sorry.
Then I forgive freely, glad
that you grew through a wrong I suffered.

Perhaps you wronged me
and you do not understand.
I will not cling to the burden of judging you
but wait until some day I can forgive
as joyfully as I was forgiven when I finally understood.

Perhaps you wronged me
and you will never be sorry.
If I could even be certain of that, then I would be sad
but I will never wrong myself by refusing to forgive.

Forgiveness is how the cosmos
becomes new and beautiful again.
In the present darkness it is the only true source of joy.