Paying The Depths Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A hurt we feel, a wrong so deep,
A promise broken, secrets to keep.
First, we must know, it happened true,
Someone hurt me, yes, me and you.

Then see the cost, the price they owe,
For seeds of pain that they did sow.
A debt remains, a heavy chain,
From all the sorrow and the strain.

But then a choice, a gentle art,
To lift the weight from off our heart.
To say, 'You're free, ' and let it go,
The debt is paid, no more to owe.