Let Go


What do you live with every day?
What lives in you?
The thrust of the bird through the air,
The storm coming,
A date late, time given up.
Do you hope you’ll be given
Something to take home?
A golden retriever of dreams.
The net cast around the treasure?
Are these the stuff of your dreams?
Dare you hope for what is real?
For what is here? For what you
Could be? The mechanics of want,
The stomach’s growl, mind open.
Where did you put the pencil,
The paint of your dreams
When did you let go?

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