Sin

The sin
is merely a stain,
a besmirching act
that dims the soul with dirt.

But the sinner
is a shining vessel,
a bright jewel,
an eternal light.

And while the vessel
may be filled with filth,
the jewel crusted,
and the light fogged,

Yet as the creeping worm
may burst forth from its chrysalis
to soar on soft wings of glory,

So the vessel can be cleansed
to pour sweet water again,
the jewel can be polished
to cast forth its clean ray,
And fog can burn away
to reveal the joyous sun
of a new day.