A Minstrel's Musings - Poetry from Sarah Ashwood
Mercy

When Mercy brought me to that shore
I thought me home, to seek no more
When I awoke, not bound
-but free
I thought it meant a changed me

Alas, she tricked me and deceived
A fool, was I, to have believed
Until I realized
-slow to learn-
That Mercy did my heart discern

In my soul, she’d found scant grace
And so ignored my tear-stained face
Because I pled for only me
While all the rest forgot to see

Withholding grace, she sought to teach
That others, beyond me, I should reach
That fellow human weal and woe,
Pain and love, I ought to know

So Mercy taught me this great sooth
That hope and faith and love and truth
If used by humans, one and all
Can break down barriers, like a wall

Now upon a gleaming shore
With Mercy’s aid, I’ve passed that door
And in the sunlight think I see
What it means to be set free

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