Autumnal Hymn

My transgressions will wash
over you like a first freeze
or frigid wind.

You will wonder if green
leaves will ever grow

as a pale sun in a barren
sky suspends its eternal

In this autumnal hymn,
I’d like you to forgive me
for my sins.

Under these brutal conditions,
I’d like you to forgive again.
But this time, with feeling.

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