Forgive Them

         Forgive them, 

        Rabbleous cacophony rattling my door,

        They know not what they do

        Or what they are for.

        I only see through a darkling  glass

       Vistas of love

       And how by its silent power,

       The redeemed will pass,

       How a stone is warmed in silence,

       Softened 

       To bear a flower.