Poem — Let It Go….

When you can’t handle the separation.

Photo by Patrick Schneider on Unsplash

For audio recitation click https://youtu.be/86Vlx44Dwp0

Let it go.

It will come back

if it’s meant to be.

Look at the beauty of drilling sand,

let it get out of your hand.

To make you, free again.

Surely, for a new gain.

I know it pains a lot,

to have them all the time,

and then,

have them not at all.

I know it cuts you deep,

to see them all the time,

and then,

see them not at all.

But that’s how it goes,

and that’s how one grows.

So just let it go.

It will come back

if it’s meant to be.