In the quiet of the night, I whisper to the stars,
The burdens of my heart, the stories of the scars.
Shadows of the past, they fade into the glow,
As I learn the gentle art of simply letting go.

The weight of old regrets, they drift like autumn leaves,
Carried by the winds, to places where time deceives.
With each breath I take, a new dawn starts to show,
A promise of tomorrow, in the act of letting go.

Memories like waves, they crash upon the shore,
Some are soft and tender, others loud and sore.
Yet in their ebb and flow, a wisdom they bestow,
Teaching me the peace, found in letting go.

So here I stand today, with open hands and heart,
Embracing all that comes, and all that must depart.
For in the dance of life, the key is what we know,
True freedom lies within, the grace of letting go.