#HoldingOn #uniqoma

Two forces wrestle within my soul,
Hold on or let go, which way to unfold?
Memories and fears anchor me tight,
Yet tomorrow's promise whispers "take flight".

In this tug-of-war, I stand still,
Torn between grip and gentle will.
To let go, to hold, to find the strength,
To surrender, to embrace, to length.

Perhaps the answer lies in gentle art,
Holding on while letting go of the heart.
In surrender, a new path's born,
A new dawn unfolds, a new day sworn.
© uniqoma