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JUDGMENT WITHHELD Soul alone trembling fallen at His feet, surrounded by her accusers, dirty. He crouches to her level. Involuntarily, she waits. Anticipated judgment for sin never comes, and their eyes finally meet. The lover of her soul has forgiven. (Stricken consciously by their own sin, shame runs her accusers away.) Neither do I condemn you. Go, and sin no more./1/ With virtue restored and redemption sure, she departs ~ a clean start. ------------------------- /1/ John 8:11, King James Version of the Bible Written in the Etheree syllabic style: 10 lines of 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 syllables. Two stanzas here with the second in reverse form.
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