Let It Go Poem by Ram Krishna Singh

Silent gaze of paper deities
from the little temple
in a corner in bedroom
fills me with hope:

anything may happen anywhere
despite uncertainty
unending jealousy
or tragedy in life

I look for grace within
contemplating the unsaid
in the rhymes of rogues and heroes

I'm not afraid of
the body in crumbled soil
there's always another chance
to re-form my own present
re-write another half-page
in drunken oblivion
God is going to let it go