In the quiet of the heart, where shadows loom,
Lies a tender place, a hidden room,
Where grudges rest, and anger fades,
Forgiveness blooms, in soft cascades.

With each gentle breath, let go of pain,
Release the hurt, like falling rain,
For in the act of setting free,
We find the strength to let it be.

The chains of sorrow, slowly break,
As love and peace we undertake,
Embrace the light, the warmth, the glow,
And let the seeds of kindness grow.

In the gentle art of forgiveness, we find,
A path to heal, a peace of mind,
So let the past, its shadows cast,
Be washed away, and love will last.