May You forgive me for what I have done. May You forgive me for when I neglected the light of Your sun.
For I did not know and I did not show the righteousness of your blessed gift.
But I am only human, my Father, and thus I am unfit, misfit, and set adrift.
While the days pass along with a fury unknown,
I set to myself and I feel so alone.
But as my fire burns brightly once here and again,
I am reminded that my gift is not a sin. And so I set down to dutifully write,
And the fury consumes, and I know what is right.