A Tight Fist

Let me loosen.

Drop by drop, the water quenches and nourishes like a balm.

I am a tight fist; let each drop open and loosen my grip, bit by bit.

Eyes blinking, new born, let me surrender to the love seeping in all around.

– from the mountain

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Consider:

How can I relax my grip?

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Reading:

“The softest things in the world overcome the hardest things in the world.” — Lao Tzu

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