In the quiet of dawn, where shadows grow,
Lies a tale of hearts, learning to let go. A whisper of love once fierce and bright,Now dances in dreams, adrift in the night.
Hold not to the past with a grasping hand,For love, like water, slips through the sand. A rose in bloom, with petals so fine,Must fade with grace, in its own time.
Memories linger, like stars in the sky,Echoes of laughter, a tear in the eye. But to clutch to the shadows of what once was,Is to deny the beauty of life's endless cause.
In the tapestry of life, threads weave and part,Each moment a stitch in the fabric of heart. To love and to lose, to cherish and mourn,Is the bittersweet grace by which we are born.
So breathe in the silence, and let out the pain,For in the release, you are whole again. The heart knows no bounds, no end to its flow,In the art of loving, in the art of letting go.
As autumn leaves fall, in their gentle descent,They teach us the beauty of a life well-spent. With each golden leaf that drifts from the tree,Comes the promise of spring, and the chance to be free.
For in every ending, there's a new start,A whisper of hope, a song of the heart. So let go with love, and let your soul grow,Embrace the unknown, in the art of letting go.
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The Art of Letting Go
SpiritualThis poem is a reflective and introspective piece that uses the metaphor of art and painting to explore the themes of healing, forgiveness, and moving on from the past. It suggests that life, like a canvas, can be repainted with new experiences and...
