The Song of Letting Go

A Reflection about Letting Go

Photo by Eli Francis on Unsplash

I have suddenly realised that time is less. So I have started living more.
I think that’s the only thing which I can do instead of thinking about the time gone when I could have done things differently. I have collected a lot, but now is the time to let go. I need to stop the hoarding. I need to declutter memories. I know it’s not easy. But I am trying. It’s like sifting sand which you know you can’t hold. Before I go, I want to leave only positive energy. Forgive me for the morbid thoughts; I blame it on the recent books which I read. I feel small, like that pebble that will be lost somewhere in the rubble. So now is the time to shine through my art and words. I will be writing, I will be painting because that’s the only way to contain the energy, but I will decluttering too. I can’t leave so much mess behind. But there will be poems, there will be colours splattered on the pages...