Let the Old Go…

I looked up into the cottonwood and saw myself today…
Holding on to old things and ways that have died…
I can see how they were beautiful once but they’ve since lost their color and life…
And yet I still cling to them…
In fear of nothing growing in their place I guess…
Or maybe just because they’re familiar…
Something I know…
But they’re dead…

I also see new…
Fighting to be seen…
Full of color…
Full of life…
Loving the sunshine…

Let the old things go…
They don’t serve a purpose anymore…
They hold the sunshine but it does nothing for them…
They shadow what needs the light to grow…
Let the wind take them…
Allow the new to come…
Let beauty and life thrive in place of what used to be…

Let the old go…