When We grew up
We were told, to hold,
Hold on to things
Even if it's old..

It was said .... Don't waste !
Don't waste, Keep it! .....
You never know,
Might come in use someday
As old is always Gold..

So we kept storing one on one,
Packed it, locked it..some within!
Gradually a habit it became of holding on..
Holding-on and piling up everything, such
as feelings..
Feelings of fear, guilt, anger within..

Nature gave reminders,
But We didn't hear,
It gave hints but We feared.
Feared of losing,
Losing oneself.
As Invisible Strings attached,
That we never wanted to detach.

Relationships might be beautiful
But beauty can also come to an end!

Letting-go is never easy,
It's easier said than done!
Need to make space for new,
and the..
Universal Magic will happen!

Let-go what's preserved within
Never know what Future holds,
Might be something better in store!