Let It Go

Push away,

            Push away

Drop everything now.

Whatever you have

            is enough for the journey

                        and too much for your soul.

Leave behind everything

            you thought was home.

Home is a place inside you

            that you pass by

            speeding

to your daily distractions.

This time, as you dip the oars

            into the dark waters

            stirring the glass surface,

don’t hope for the far shore,

don’t regret the receding pier.

Follow the spreading ripples

Flow with the gentle glide of the strokes

Until the next dipping of the oars.