It's Not Judgement She Needs Poem by Peter Hall

Now instead, you ought to forgive and comfort him, so that he will not be overwhelmed by excessive sorrow. I urge you, therefore, to reaffirm your love for him. (‭2 Corinthians‬ ‭2‬: ‭7-8‬) .


Scottish whisky on her breath
Her winding road is painted on her face
On her eroded forehead
In her opaque eyes.

Forty years of unmanageable memories
Under her unforgivable skin
Crosses the church threshold.

The Pastor's nose smells the breath and pain
The Pastor's eyes sees the lines of disquiet.
The Pastor's spirit hears,
'it's not judgment she needs,
'It's love'.

He asks his wife to donate a hug.

The lines in the face turn upward
The strong breath is a good match
For the collegiate tie
Between two ladies
Who share His love.