Eva Clara Harahap
Letting Go... - Poem by Eva Clara Harahap
Will the seed hurts when it breaks into a flower?
Will the moon understand when the dawn breaks the night?
Will the summer leaf feel all the pain of falling in the fall?
Will the winter smile when the spring come?
I am renting my mind to the broken hope….
The golden moment crashed by the gate…
Takes away all my faith…
Destroy everything I believe in…
I am not what I am…
I still don’t know what I might be…
But the tree laughs at me…
He said “Bend, when there is a strong wind”…
If you stand up strong, you’ll break….
Like some of my ignorance branch….
Should I swim beside the golden tide?
Should I believe there’s a break of this busy world?
Should I climb the highest mountain?
Should I walk out of my own history?
I am trying to give out the best of me, you know I am…
How can I bend, when it hurts to bend…
It against everything I believe in….
I wish the mystery of life is as easy as reading a smile….
Let everything go, the tree said….
Letting go is not giving up….
It is accepting that there are things that cannot be….
When you let go of what you are…
You become what you might be….
Like the fall letting go all its pain to welcome the summer…
The night will turn into the dawn…
The seed let themselves break into a beautiful flower…
It is all about letting go of what they are….
Under the shade of the tree, silently I pray…
Oh dear God, please let me change the thing I can change….
Please allow me to let go the things I cannot change….
And grant me all the peace and serenity to know the difference…
Copyright © Eva Clara Harahap 'Jan 2010
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