Letting Go

Toes curl for a foothold

as the sands run out
beneath your feet

washed away by
an onrushing wave

Yes, it's foolhardy
to venture 

into deep waters

when you can’t swim

But inviting waters beckon
and who can resist
impetuous 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 jumped

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

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