Letting Go

        My fingers are roping on

to all they can grasp

but the Universe says “Let go.”

My eyes are tying themselves

to things not to be seen

but the Universe says “Let go.”

My heart is fainting with

a planet’s desperation and disease

but the Universe says “Let go.” 

The Universe is squeezing itself

deep into my spirit

and tells me with love

“I am holding you.  We are all in this

together.  You are never

alone, even when letting go.”

J. Pratt-Walter (c) 2020

NaPoWriMo #10