In the realm of life's tender grasp,
There comes a
time we all must clasp,
The art of
letting go, we find,
For not all
things are meant to bind.
Imagine, dear
soul, a handful of sand,
Slipping through
each tightening strand,
No matter how we
try to clutch,
Some grains
elude our desperate clutch.
And so it is in
life's grand play,
We encounter
moments, day by day,
Situations,
relationships, possessions dear,
That we must
release without a fear.
Hold on,
release, a delicate dance,
Choosing wisely,
taking a chance,
For letting go,
a process true,
Requires
strength, wisdom, through and through.
Evaluate,
discern, our priorities clear,
Values and goals
we must hold near,
In the center of
our palms, we find,
The things that
truly feed our mind.
To let go does
not mean to lose,
But to recognize
what no longer dues,
Toxic ties that
bind us low,
Must be
released, allowed to go.
Unfulfilling
jobs, possessions old,
No longer bring
the joy foretold,
With courage, we
must bid adieu,
Creating space
for the fresh and new.
An ongoing
process, ever in motion,
As we grow,
change our hearts' devotion,
What once held
sway may fade away,
As we become who
we are today.
Acceptance,
trust, life's ebbs and flows,
Like tides that
wash away sand's repose,
Embrace
impermanence, let go with grace,
And savor the
beauty of each present place.
Letting go is
not detachment's guise,
But a mindful
act that underlies,
Emotional
awareness, self-reflection's call,
Honoring
feelings, healing one and all.
From burdens
past, we find release,
A newfound sense
of inner peace,
Opening doors to
new possibilities,
Living
authentically, with clarity's ease.
So, on life's
journey, be steadfast and keen,
Knowing that not
all can be convene,
Let go, choose
wisely, with heart sincere,
And find true
joy, fulfillment, and growth near.
For like the
sand within our grasp,
Only those
grains in the center clasp,
Will last and
endure, as time drifts away,
Embracing the
art of letting go each day.
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