Letting Go
Separation looms, after another loop of hand in hand love,
our third. The weight dissipates and becomes fresh air,
our affair regains the bloom, reaching upward again with flair.
We didn’t know, we were in flow, out of control, as our
moment passed, and the hourglass bled, the ebb arrived.
Letting go, only to know that what we had was everything.
In loss we grow the most, the skin that peels away reveals
our scars. The truth is buried deep and needs this surgery
to emerge, to be set free. But we go deep, into the core
of it all, to reap the joy of all our pain, and share the trust
we gain. Our little secrets fall away and get refilled with love.
Letting go, now that we know the circle of love cannot be broken.
We are ready now, to free ourselves and fall back to the flow
of the unknown, the constant love that grows through letting go.
Copyright © James Fredholm | Year Posted 2013
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