Letting Go


Catapult

Toes curl for a foothold
as the sands run out
beneath your feet
washed away
by an onrushing wave
Yes, it’s foolish
to venture into the depths
when you can’t swim
But inviting waters beckon
and who can resist
foolhardy impulses
after a lifetime of restraint
Who wants to think
about doing what’s right
once doubt’s paralysis
loosens its grip
But then the water
rises above your head
You hold your breath
scrabbling for the earth
That moment of madness
now floods your lungs
Shouldn’t have catapulted
into the deep end of life
without an anchor
But if you stayed safe
on the shore
how would you know
the thrill of drowning
the joy of letting go

© 2017 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved

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4 thoughts on “Letting Go

  1. The way that you magically laced those pixelated words into an ethereal world of poetry where your feelings poured out as if it is a running tap, flowing incessantly. Wonderfully written. Hope to see more from you. Have hope, write on!

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