Apology

Let me say

in repentance

that I err again and again

to unreasonably expect

my love to be returned

in reciprocation.

For what's given back

isn't mine, nor his or her 

for that matter

I am alone in choice 

to love those around

fill self as vessel
receive what's so exquisitely Divine
then that which comes my way 

through one heart or another

is mere reflection

of whats been bestowed 

of You they do distribute
what feels right
and is theirs to give
why bother then 
becomes mine?

Its Your gift

that I've received  

Whether in hurt or spurn

it comes sealed with Your kiss

handed through him or her

its couriered to my humble place
what choice have I 

but to accept
take it with grace
even if it's despise 

left alone to hand?

With this realization 
what cometh now

I receive with somber bow
no solace sought

there's no complaint

no question there 
to ask.