I release you, so that you may release me. The place that I take in your heart, the way you speak to yourself in my voice, and conjure my face, let it be now only the part of me that you knew to be good, that may serve to guide you towards your truth.
By this; I make the way clear again between us, and allow the bonds and chains that we felt as wounds, to be loosened, so that we may connect again with that in the world which we loved in our hearts about each other.
By this, I make the way clear again for me, to connect again with that about Life which I loved in my heart about myself.
I release you, so that you may release me. That we may put down the weight that we carried from our time together and our parting; and have washed clean at last, the lingering taste of the way we parted, and acknowledgement of the scars that we held, each in our own manner and measure of reckoning more by the lessons they describe than the manner or measure of wounding.
I release you, so that you may release me. That we may be left to carry only that part of our song, which knew only how to love and be loved, something that may yet grow into a feint hymn of fondness and appreciation that is overheard being sung, unbidden in the garden our hearts by a bird whose name we never learn.
Here at the end of this cycle there is nothing left to forgive. I let it go, so that I may belong, fully, to the next cycle, and leave all that is small in me, behind me and take all my inheritance with me.
I honour the one that walked the road, that bore the chains, that gave and received the wounds, I carry your essence with me, in the form of Understanding.
I am free. I wish you to be free also, and by that I am made free.
I am whole. I wish you to be whole also, and by that I am made whole.