After many life-learned lessons and days and years of contemplation,
 I wrote myself a poem.

May this poem be a beacon of light for your heart.
That is, if self-forgiveness is what you seek…

I seek forgiveness—
forgiveness from myself
for judging what I did or did not do,
blaming me for failures
only I defined as such.

Driven by the force of merciless,
self-made judge;
creating events that give rise to the unyielding force,
wrapped in a long, black,
fear-mongering cloak.

I did that to myself.
Most of the time.
Forgive me, my heart,
for cutting you short.

Forgive me for playing so harsh,
for causing you grief, self-imposed strain.

Forgive me
for not letting you be free.

Finally, I am learning to forgive.
The iron chain begins to crack,
as I start leaning in and letting go.

Be free,
my beloved heart,
invincible source and force of love.
Be free.