Letting Go
1 min readMay 26, 2020
a poem
Music prepares us
gives us a glimpse
The exertion of these paper balloons
prepares us
We practice with each and every God-guided step
each slice of onion we add to the broth
each and every spice
Music prepares us
gives us a glimpse
The exertion of these paper balloons
prepares us
We practice with each and every God-guided step
each slice of onion we add to the broth
each and every spice
Born Again Transcendentalist. Writing about life, death and everything in between. Editor of Other Doors. haroldpstinard@gmail.com