February 9, 2013 dVerse

Prompt:  Letting go




The snow has come as predicted

The sun shines too

All is white

Visibility low


You have brought up “letting go”

When you know

I am not good at it

I remember

When you left

All was lost



I would look down

See my hands

Knuckles white


Holding on

Even when there was nothing left


I had to talk myself through

Open my hands

Turn them over

Nothing to hold on to

Letting go


So quickly the snow

Has stopped

Visibility still low

But is expected

Again and again

Like “letting go”

Again and again