Letting Go

 

Sometimes, it seems,  when comes a thing,

so sharp and bitter does it sting,

we see nothing but to pick and dig

what once was small but grown so big

 

 

and eats its way into the soul

leaving there a gaping hole

 

 

till nothing will suffice to fill,

you pluck tenaciously until

 

 

with sweet relief

and little grief

you cast it to the wind and so

discover peace in letting go…..

 

Copyright words and photo

CKP 2017

 

Music courtesy of South and thanks to my years of watching The OC.