What Can I Hold Onto
What can I hold onto in the cold day as the leaves sway
What can I do as on the left the tendons tighten and muscles wave
And I sit seeing the green branches pulled by the winds
Sunny and cold morning rises
Aching shoulder leg and arm
Michelangelo saw the marble and set it free
Bone muscle and nerves let me be
Like the clouds in the sky whispering
Can I ask softly for the angels to pray
Set me free and close to a glorious golden orange sky
Let us all be painless and free
And let go these moments of pain
Allowing only beauty and wonder to reign.
Copyright © Linda Milgate | Year Posted 2022
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