Holy Saturday: Letting Go, Letting God
Letting Go
By Edwina Gateley, from her book, There Was No Path So I Trod One (1996, 2013)
It is time to go.
I can smell it.
Breathe it
Touch it.
And something in me
Trembles.
I will not cry.
Only sit bewildered.
Brave and helpless
That it is time.
Time to go.
Time to step out
Of the world
I shaped and watched
Become.
Time to let go
Of the status and
The admiration.
Time to go.
To turn my back
On a life that throbs
With my vigor
And a spirit
That soared
Through my tears.
Time to go
From all I am
To all I have
Not yet become.
What a beautiful poem! And so perfect for Holy Saturday. Thank you for making the connection and posting it.