Surrender
- Laura Valadao
- 26 de nov. de 2024
- 1 min de leitura
I held strong against the current
It was the one thing I had control over
The grip on that rope
The stronger the turmoil, the stronger I held
When I realized that, along with time, I was letting the current take my essence
In tears I got my head out of the water
Only to see that the rope would never give
It would never come with me down the river of life
I heard the whisper from inside
“Let go” it said
I shook my head in denial
“I am afraid”
“Let go, trust me”
It took me a while,
Until the water became vile
But in the end I let my fingers loose
I felt the relief, on my hands, in my heart
The water wasn't turbulent any longer
It was steady and peaceful,
When I finally had the courage to open my eyes again,
I fell in love with what I saw
The new, the raw
My colors began to catch up to me
Soon I became the water itself, flowing, embracing the path
Not worrying about the destination
For I know all rivers flow to sea
And all there is to do is surrender to the beauty of the unknown