Sometimes an apology
is aesthetically necessary.
To excuse a moment of muddled
distracted introverted preoccupation.
Even though or when inferably...
an apology is not necessary.
Sometimes an apology
is absolutely necessary.
To excuse a moment of extreme stupidity
or faux pas various social misdemeanors.
Even when we may be absolutely innocent
framed misunderstood or sadly guilty as sin.
Such socially interactive afterthought
and kind commendable consideration.
Is a character forming trait
that can appease elevate beautify.
A mere agitated mortal into
a person attaining great compassion.
These are tiny mustard seeds
of apparent insignificance.
From which the mighty
mustard tree may grow.
‘The kingdom of the heavens
is like a mustard grain, ...
and becomes a tree, so that the birds
of heaven come and find lodging...'
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Perfectly put.....we all are misunderstood or read perfectly right much to our embarrassment from time to time.... i am foot in mouth type who hates saying sorry but i do when i know it is my fault and as you say sometimes even occasionally when i feel innocent i will just for piece and tranquility.....wow its hard to read back... this write has got me running rings around my tail....thought provoker indeed...tyvm karen