Poetry 147: Letting Go

Letting Go

If you let go

of me,

will I 

let go of you?

If I let go 

of you, 

will you 

let go of them?

The illusion of

possesion

is unbearable

when the 

chips fall. 

Showing up,

standing  up,

loving and accepting-

these are not

requirements.

They are gifts,

generously offered, 

or hastily withdrawn. 

I see now—

cling to nothing,

push away nothing—

this is not the 

better way, 

it is the only way

if I am to 

live honestly 

at the cutting edge

of this bare,

naked reality. 

If you let go

of me,

will I

let go of you?

If I let go 

of you, 

will you 

let go of them?

Yes.

-Me

(Inspired by the poetry of Indian-Canadian poet Rupi Kaur)