Admonishment.

Mistakes

An unadmonished sinner approaches a merciful priest and asks:

What can be done to reconcile the torments I’ve created?

The priest responds: Wait for the rain, and the anguish you are feeling,

Will wash away and return as rainfall another day

The priest continues: the pain you are bearing is part of you

Do not toss it aside like you would a piece of trash

In that way we find our world quickly filled with litter and rotting refuse, leaving excess for the rain’s might

Keep this pain close by, for it is precious and will serve you yet

Would you throw away your arm if it was wounded?

Would you throw away your mind if you made a decision that caused regret?

Would you throw away your heart for loving a hateful person?

Your soul is the same, you may damage it as you would the others

The pain you are feeling is not without origin

Your mind, body, and heart, have detached themselves from the machinations of your soul

Only through reconciliation of essence, may you prepare yourself for the rain

Be open to your soul, as it leads you back into the fold

Into the oneness of the infinite

Into love

Into that of which you have been afraid,

Into that which, through your absence, is causing you pain my friend,

Love is not the result of thought

And neither is forgiveness

Be patient my friend,

And be open.

– Zazzo