Forgiveness

there is forgiveness
in the very skin of woman
it breathes there
smells of distant children
speaks of universes to come

so don't
misunderstand
the thigh made-ins
the hand made-ins
the ear-lobe made-ins
the lock-of-hair made-ins

they all wait upon
their goddess's eyes
and find allegiance to the
one forgiving Mother there

this forgiveness
can never be destroyed
despite the eternal beating
it takes
it still gives