The moment of redemption
that still chokes me up,
that filled the half empty
to an overflowing cup;
that gesture of mercy
that saved a soul,
that pulled back the lost
from the black hole;
the forgiveness that only
lived in lofty dreams,
the thread that put back
the torn at the seams:
it lifts the lost
and puts receivers on wings
and lifts them above
all other things.
Now the family is fixed,
the dream is realized
with hope again found
in previously wanting eyes.
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