poem about letting go

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i see my brother clinging

as i once clung

let go i plead

but on me is not his attention

lest he lose his grip

shall i beg

shout scream

pull crowbar dynamite

then my attention falls upon my own grip

and i let go

of wanting him to let go

[Guest guest]

Thank you for sharing

Letting go... That is my biggest lesson here, among other things. Grrr

The only thing I don't let go of is my stories

and that is impossible to do

they let go of me, when... the time is right?

I was clinging to Zigi, cause I had stories like:

I need him, ext...

I couldn't let go of my stories of Zigi

therefore I couldn't let go of him.

Sometimes I do the work

and the thought let go of me

sometimes I do the work

and the thought stays

So, maybe its nothing to do with the work?

Any ideas?

Tami

a women who thinks (too much)

-- poem about letting go

i see my brother clinging

as i once clung

let go i plead

but on me is not his attention

lest he lose his grip

shall i beg

shout scream

pull crowbar dynamite

then my attention falls upon my own grip

and i let go

of wanting him to let go