In a moment it was over, the deed already done
As crows lost to the weather, or lights behind the sun
He tamed the beast within himself and changed his every way
She heard him not, forgave him not, love lost to the fray
He bound the strong and flailing tongue and crawled upon his knees
She saw him not, listened not, as God who surely sees
And pay he did, with all he could give, struggling through each day
Till at last, with change of heart her anger went away
But though she finally forgave his deed–strength renewed to live
With all the weight o’er the years, himself he now could not forgive
Copyright 2012