Letting Go is Complicated

This confined life –
carefully construed –

ingrains order,
commands discipline.

I can free myself
from urbanity,
declare adventure
as prerogative, but

how long before
I release the need
for control, unburden
internal restraints

let go, and open
to divine rhythms?

Doubt I possess
the trust required
to live with such

(Submitted for Twenty Four’s 50 word Thursday.  Photo is part of the prompt.)


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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

30 thoughts on “Letting Go is Complicated”

  1. Your posts are so touching and thoughtful that I will stop reading now and come back later. Every one of them has something about it that I can relate to. I’m in the middle of a very long process of letting go and venturing out into uncertain territory. I know I want it, I just don’t always know how, yet. Trust is an important stepping stone into this kind of world and life. I’m still building up mine.

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  2. V.J. I think you are bold with trying new things. In fact you often inspire me with your interesting perspective and using prompts in ways I would never imagine. This poem itself is an interesting topic to ponder.

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  3. The journey to let go is always evolving. Letting divine rhythms flow and know that all will work out is definitely a leap of faith. There have been moments in my life when all I had was hope and uncertainty transformed to certainty. It’s amazing how mindful intention can be a gifting experience.

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