When my way just isn’t the “high” way, I have to let it all go.
Let it all go whisked by a wind that knows better than I.
Let it go.
Lay down on a ground so soft, so yielding and just exhale.
I will let it all out.
Say to myself “I don’t know, but God does.”
And He does.
Watch it all go.
Like a swirling tempest of muck and must-do’s, I watch it all twist and rise.
I let it.
Knowing it’s all ok, having faith in something I cannot see,
It goes.
Taken from me, my burden.
Given over, my pain.
I feel lighter,
And warmer somehow…
Even wiser.
I let it all go.

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