to hold on, or to let go
oh how do hands
and mind
know..
which mode to forgo
for the other?
whose hand to take
as lover’s?
to hold me, don’t let go,
oh how does the heart know
where to pump its
giving glow?
holdin’ love’s hope
is the same as
letting go.
image: https://www.chabad.org/theJewishWoman/article_cdo/aid/3568781/jewish/Wont-Let-Go.htm
I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out... View more posts
