I will wear White Forgiveness

It was long before dawn on a winters night when I first found the warmth of White Forgiveness,
and like the arms of a lover I stretched out my arms and allowed it to embrace in me that which hands have never held.
(I wanted nothing more) From heaven fell Gods crystallized tears, covering me with White forgiveness and allowing me to melt in the beauty now surrounding me. ( I needed nothing more).
Oh, the joy! Born of my desire to be covered with the hope of White forgiveness... as I watched from heaven Him coming to claim (what yesterday), had been a vision of crime,- and for a moment, (maybe two) I allowed myself the hope I found In its forgiveness and my heart ached at knowing love of Him again. (I wanted nothing more).
Oh, White Forgiveness! You blanket my darkness with the freshness of White and reflect the sun -So bright -that it can not be ignored, …any more.
Yes, long before dawn on a winters night i stood at my window and listened for the approach of White Forgiveness, coming to heal me from surrealistic photos so full in my mind, and cluttering up my senses, - causing me to stumble in my search for self and start new. I waited, and Forgiveness came. (and when it beckoned me, it was to My Freedom that I ran,... feeling for the first time the threadbare gauze of sanity (wrapped so jealously around me) fall away -and in its place White Forgiveness covered me.

Catherine Mayrand