Without
judgments
swarming
wholly and completely,
search
the memories,
the anxiety,
the promise.
Journal,
write,
read,
let go.
Should
friends
call,
just go.
When there
is
space
let it all be
smile
forevermore.
This poem is a Found Poem from Rev. Safire Rose's poem, She Let Go. I redacted portions of her text, leaving these words exposed and creating my own message about how to detach.
Photo: Frenchtown, NJ. 3.3.24 by LA


Leave a comment