The Day I Let Go (day 373)

There is so much distance to run
I’m not able to get the first step
Putting down my pen and paper
Stretching the bindings into airplanes
Erasing the mistakes that last

It’s the hands of the friends
That pull at my soles
It’s the walks of this earth
That drive me now forth
Into the bends of tomorrow

I’ve agreed to melt the ice
With two hands fully cupped
Separated by a thin veil
Of a sunny day and bare feet
Perhaps it started the day I let go

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