letting go

spread your wings, dear friend,

find that flow

sweeping you skyward

 into an ease of letting go


giving over

arms in welcome to surrender

chest open for the stretch of the heart

to extend into unknown

there is no control

so take me and let it rain

pouring the salt tonic

over her beating rhythm

in wait for “more testing”

to shrivel and shrink

while naked to the world

bringing every risk as possible

having walked this road

again and again and again

while the repeat is wearisome

and worrisome that the next time

will be “the time” I won’t walk away

with relief

I surrender

I know I am with love

whatever the results