Unfolding

Like a cloak wrapped around me
To protect from your evil eye

White down
No sparkles
Edges a bit darkened from use

I feel the tug of their weight
On my back

My penance is over
I belong
I am home
I am strong
I am not alone
Unfolding

Their span is huge

A fragment of a second
Quantum jump
From penance
To acceptance

And suddenly there was their weight

My fiery sword lost for eons
Gleaming as if I just polished it

My voice ringing through time and space

Do you hear me?

Mercy

Just mercy…
is not just mercy.

It is not fair.

It is ruthlessly forgiving.

It is relentlessly healing.

It just is,
but it is not just.