. Villanelle for Timothy When chains of cold resentment in the end Entangle souls and circle ‘round to bind, There’s freedom in forgiveness, my dear friend. When grievance woos the wounded to offend And “justice” justified is anger blind, We’re chained in cold resentment in the end. To slay the loathsome slayer with a pen You thought would bring you final peace of mind, But freedom is forgiveness, my dear friend. On death’s ill-fated threshold as you bend With poison rage, and curse the Judge divine, You’re chained in cold resentment in the end. But vesper light reveals a path to wend Where self-reproach’s shadow fades in time. There’s freedom in forgiveness, my dear friend. In hallowed halls of mercy, souls will mend— Forgiveness which the unforgiving find— Unchained from cold resentment in the end, There’s freedom in forgiveness, my dear friend. . . Dan Tuton is a poet living in Albuquerque, New Mexico. After an initial career as a family therapist, he has been ordained as an Episcopal priest since early in 2004. He initially served a parish in the Baltimore area for four years, and have been the Vicar, then Rector of Hope in the Desert in Albuquerque since 2007.