Let it go...

Dove, that flutters free in the sky

If I cage it won’t its beauty die?

Flower, which adorns a youthful tree

If I cut it will its grace survive?

Wind, that blows, twirls and swirls

If I hold it in my arms can I make it stay?

Moon, that lights up the lovely night sky

If I clasp it in my palm won’t the sight pale?

Love, wild, subtle and juvenile

If I lock it in my heart won’t I stop it grow?

Life , of worries, wishes and dreams..

If I could let it free, let it go!

~Sam