Hold on

Gotta let go;

This thing’s tossing me around

Like a merry-go-round.

Gotta let go;

Feels like I’m gonna explode

Like a Jack-in-the-Box.

Gotta let go;

This has me churning

Like milk in a lactose-intolerant stomach.

Gonna hurl, whirl and twirl,

Gonna pop, explode and burst

Wanna rip it out along with flesh.

Coiling round ribs

Twisting, wrapping and wreathing inside.

To release, liberate, and loosen

Gotta grasp Eternal,

Goodness, Truth and Love.

Hold on to Everlasting source

Or let that take hold,

And then,

Let go

The ephemeral, the disappearing

Immaterial.

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