Letting go...

I kept thinking that letting go
meant forgetting
and never having the blue days,
and never hurting about it again;
that the great ocean of pain
would go out to sea and be gone forever.

Ahhh yes... but remember the tide?

Sometimes gentle, sometimes not.
The tide,part of nature,
undenied, relentless,
and so is grief.
.

Letting go is not getting swept in - anymore.