Chaotic dance, of when the Past leaves
Before one can embrace a new season
One must let go of the old one
In the process
All matter of things get jumbled about
What to keep, what to say goodbye to
Questions with easy answers
Some which do not
Yet, they all require a response
No life, nor journey is without
It’s own muddled situations
And too often
We hold on to the mess because of fear
Fear of change, of the unknown
The opinion of man, oh dear!
Who only has value, if we give it
Or fear of losing, of what we don’t have
Do NOT despair the dance of transition
Scary though it may be
For it holds, and releases
Us to become who we are, not what others see
One can not tread water
And both hold a weighty ton
While the muck of our lives
Leaves. . . . . .
So, say your adieu’s
To that which does not serve you
And make wide the space
To receive the offering, which is new
ladyphoenix2016 