Tag: letting go

Letting go of the life I was living

Letting go of the plans I was beginning to make

Letting go of the dreams I was dreaming up

Letting go of the hopes that were coming awake.

Sitting in this space of uncertainty

not knowing what to expect,

hanging on to a vague image of the future

with no idea of what is ahead.

I turn to what I do have right now

to ground me and settle me down.

I grasp for treasures accessible

and discover gems to fill up a crown.

 

I savour the beauty of English spring,

and soak in its lazy sunshine.

I tread the paths of my neighbourhood, and have

weekly dates with an old dame across the two-metre line.

 

I indulge in cooking with no distractions

and tango with aromas and taste.

I am surprised at my own ability to focus

as I spend hours creating without any haste.

 

I talk daily with my loved ones

I say hello to friends via Zoom,

I can tune into the rhythm of their lives

now that I am not going vroom-vroom.

I am getting used to this new pace of life

I am beginning to dream in its confines.

I am hoping for some continuity

and am making plans with dim outlines.

 

But then fear decides to drop in

with anxiety and worry as coattails,

I get jolted into the reality

with all the uncertainties and other travails.

It seems, I might again be …

 

Letting go of the life I was living

Letting go of the plans I was beginning to make

Letting go of the dreams I was dreaming up

Letting go of the hopes that were coming awake.