between letting go and holding on

it’s between letting go 

and holding on 

that a lifetime lies 

in breathing spaces 

the in- betweens

breaking free of cloistering 

chasing fresh air 

love sits delicately

‘grow’, she says 

‘each to his own

yet together

far away 

yet so close 

so dissimilar 

yet so familiar

prosper in open spaces 

foster wisdom and courage 

nurture self and the selflessness

argue, debate, shout in polite tones 

express, exhibit, emerge 


more beautiful somehow

as trees do in the forest

as petals in a flower 

as branches in a tree

separate yet together’.

‘so be it’, the universe said.

PS: the beauty of self hood


2 responses to “between letting go and holding on”

  1. I almost missed the fact that it’s love giving those instructions, and not the poet herself. When I got to the last part where the universe talks, I went back to see why, and realized that I hadn’t read carefully. Nice poem!

    Favorite line: “chasing fresh air”
    Pleasantly surprising appearance of humor in a very serious poem: “shout in polite tones”

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