Words meant to wound fly
back to the one they named — God
holds the mirror still.
To name another’s
fault is easy; harder still
to live what we preach.
The page holds the self
honest where the tongue would flee —
write, and then repent.

"How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives." – Annie Dillard
Words meant to wound fly
back to the one they named — God
holds the mirror still.
To name another’s
fault is easy; harder still
to live what we preach.
The page holds the self
honest where the tongue would flee —
write, and then repent.