Learning to Let Go

Like a winding river,
Sometimes my mind drifts
To thoughts of life’s perils.

Violence, disease, abuse,
Drugs, war, and poverty
Are just a few of my worries.

How will my children
Navigate the winding river,
And pass along to calm water?

My instinct is to keep them close.
Like a tugboat, I pull them along life’s river.
The steering wheel firmly in my hands.

Eventually, though, we both know
That we’ll reach the ocean
And I’ll have to let go.

If I’m not mindful now,
They won’t learn to navigate
And the ocean will be stormy when we arrive.

That is why I teach,
Giving them enough slack to
Learn to navigate for themselves.

After all, the world also has
Love, happiness, compassion,
Faith, healing, and peace.

The ocean voyage is not for me.
I can only impact the weather when we arrive.
That is why, I must learn to let go.

by Cody McCullough


Photo by Elizabeth McCullough