The Weighing
The heart's reasons
seen
clearly,
even the hardest
will carry
its whip-marks and sadness
and
must be forgiven.
As the
drought-starved
eland forgives
the drought-starved lion
who finally
takes her,
enters willingly then
the life she cannot refuse,
and is
lion, is fed,
and does not remember the other.
So few grains of
happiness
measured against all the dark
and still the scales
balance.
The world asks of us
only
the strength we have and we give it.
Then it asks more, and we give
it.
~ Jane Hirshfield
~
(October
Palace)
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