Movin’ on at times is not my desire but a necessity
My mind wants to cling to the memories, not realizing they are hindering me
As I experience joy it is surely sprinkled with a little pain
But how much is clearly up to me
As sand rushes gently thru my hands
I experience it in the here and now
Why wonder why it tickles my senses or try to hold what has no desire to be held?
Open your hand allowing freedom..ahhh this is true love
Clutching is possessiveness and no good comes from it
Movin’ on as I love myself and the life I’m choosing
I’m letting go of the if’s and why’s and holding to the right here and now of what is
Remembering the soul has no rainbows if the eyes shed no tears
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