Let me consider
what I let go to return
to my toddler heart,
what I let go not knowing
I am doing it,
what drops away
as I reach to grasp
the now no longer fleeting
light of my delight,
what I can ride on now
letting go of the need
to navigate,
holding on to what changes me,
changes me back
to what I have always been.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 7, 2018