Letting Go

This is the way we let go in life.
The terms of surrender are given.
We must accept the terms.

Dark night follows day.
We let go of the light
And accept the darkness.

Soft colors of spring end with summer.
We let go of the softness
And accept the bright heat.

We pass from childhood and let go gladly,
We become independent,
Embracing our youth.

Youth ends. We’re powerless once again.
Acknowledging the signs of age,
We must let go.

It is no wonder that we want to stop
This continual surrender,
This unceasing good-bye.

This is a spring housecleaning poem. I'm doing a ceremony tonight to symbolically let go of persons, places and things that keep me from being fully in the present moment, as part of the 21 Day Consciousness Cleanse by Debbie Ford. Today is Liberation Day. Hope to follow up the ceremony with a thorough purge of things in my house that no longer serve me or help me to serve the world. Or as Saint Kris Kristofferson says, " Freedom's just another world for nothing left to lose."