Gripping on to the past
Holding space for the future
I forgot about the present moment.
Longing for change but fearing it just as much
Mind full of uncertain thoughts drunk on regret,
Imagination captured what once could have been.
Does not matter if for better or worse?
At least I’ll know,
What it’ll be.
Stepping into the unknown
A river of lost thoughts.
Might just be one of my biggest fears
So what do I do when all the whispers and screams
Beg me to “Just let it be”
Do I dangle on the thread of known?
Or do I let go into the vast unknown?
Holding on hurts and letting go of scorches
Maybe the mediation is to just be?
Forget about moments of past and future
And hold on tight to the present that is now.
-Chaitanya Nair