Divine Act
A neighbor woman used to snarl and glare
I used to get so upset about her negativity
until one day while I was sitting alone
it hit me like a lightening bolt
to open my heart and send her love in my head
after that moment, everything felt better
In the past I have wasted time
trying to please others and trying so hard
I once let twenty years slip by
before the obvious opened my eyes
the hardest thing about life misspent
is learning how not to resent or complain
but accept and forgive one's self
there's no other to blame
Forgiveness is a divine act
but to forgive one must have been hurt
the most difficult thing to me has to be
knowing I forgive me
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