The ultimate forgiveness.
When Peter left (Leaving the keys under the mat For his successor)
The world turned upside-down. His destination reached at last, His eyes
had trouble focusing: Finding things right-way-up again Took some
adjustment. Could not at first believe he saw (Beyond the shoulder of
his Lord's embrace) A reinstated Judas standing there. His
once-unruly tongue was strangely stilled. He heard a distant echo in his
mind Of cock heralding in the world's worst day, And knew How far
we all fall short, and in the crook Of his strong arm He gathered to his
breast the wayward sheep.