Let go

I am learning that evil is not a skin,
I am learning that my that emotion is no different
from water.
I am learning of gold in a smile,
of diamond in a hug.
I am learning that being broken
is a type of dam.
I am learning that I am light,
a type that isn’t different from a star.
I am learning about time and its ego,
a type of cloud that reflects the eye.
I am learning that letting go is a page-
it burns slowly only in the dark,
sometimes its fire touches bridges
and without water,
it leaves us with ash and mud.

Ruddapoet