Day 302: The Letting Go

My favourite line of any poem ever is from Emily Dickinson’s After Great Pain a Formal Feeling Comes, and the line is “First – Chill – then stupor – then the letting go –“. The reason why I’m writing about this is because I’m at “the letting go” stage for a lot of things that I’ve been holding on to this year. And it feels so good!

The Letting is filled with uncertainty

It’s future unimaginable

It’s path barely walkable

But it’s reward is one of joy

Of a weight being lifted off

Of a foul smell finally leaving the room

The letting go is me choosing me.

Thank you for reading.

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