The Medicine of Letting Go

IMG_5147Beginning now, a prayer rising
is what we’ve become.
A collective virtue
for kinship, simplicity.
I thought I was listening,
but then came
a finer sympathy –
The trees speak.
The mountains move.
The water lulls me into my song.
So when the vast sky begins to
correspond with your heart,
deep in the night before the
morning breaks,
keep listening;
star shine brings wisdom.
This is the medicine of letting go.
Elena Brower
July, 2014


  1. Did you write this? Beautiful!

  2. I have actually the same question as Natalie – really beautiful poem and being curious about the author….

  3. Brought sweet tears, this one. Beautiful, Elena. <3

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