Letting go

Holding in a tender

yet tight hug

as if;

life depends on that lug

I held it tight

with all my might

like sand slipping away

me departing away

I held it further tight

time too wheeled

sand now a shattered glass

bleeding profusely

yet I held

letting go was ardous

grip I couldn't abandon

landing me into further ravine

grip becoming steadier

so did the suffering

holding my own clutches

I stopped breathing

clasp I left

my hand heavier than my being

raised my hands in prayer

falling into gorge

prayer or surrender

was I breathing

hungry for air

I let go: Now

I hold a cup of coffee

warmth in and out

holding and letting go

we are mere les miserables