i am like a brown leaf of winter
fragile
dry
and brittle
barely clinging to the
dormant winter branch
i am desperately clinging
holding onto things of which i know i should
let go
but can't.
there are plenty of leaves surrounding me
and we rustle together in the passing wind
occasionally one
tired and weary
gives up this perpetual clinging
unravels her white knuckled grasp
we watch her drift away
floating effortless in the wind---
her exhale of relief echoes softly
as she disappears.
we remain so desperately clinging
waiting for the strength within us to
let go.
fragile
dry
and brittle
barely clinging to the
dormant winter branch
i am desperately clinging
holding onto things of which i know i should
let go
but can't.
there are plenty of leaves surrounding me
and we rustle together in the passing wind
occasionally one
tired and weary
gives up this perpetual clinging
unravels her white knuckled grasp
we watch her drift away
floating effortless in the wind---
her exhale of relief echoes softly
as she disappears.
we remain so desperately clinging
waiting for the strength within us to
let go.