Letting Go Some More – or Falling Away?

I thought I had let go,
     but something in my head
     (or somewhere; I really can’t find it)
     still feels chained  
     by limitations that
     cancer demands.

I notice the roses outside
     release a few petals at a time.
Like the rose dropping petals,
     or a maple tree undressing in autumn,
     letting go of errant beliefs 
     seems to happen
           gradually 
              in its own time
                when conditions are right
                   effortlessly (though often there’s effort)

Maybe it’s not really a letting go that happens
     but more a falling away
         everything moving 
            in utter perfection
               falling
                 falling
                    freeing
                       freeing
                          making compost for new life.  



Carol Barrow
June, 2018