The Relevance of Letting Go

The Relevance of Letting Go

 

 

 

how like the trees

we are…

their stoic nature

teaching us the relevance

of letting go.

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

Trees let go deliberately with gentle breezes or the whip of the wind....many of us have to learn to let go.... of many things, loss being one of them....vivid imagery makes this poem come alive... and makes one think as well....
Nice!
Best, B

[Kelly Scheppers]

I've been delightfully surprised by the profound comments I've received. Thank you, Betty!

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome Kelly!
Best, B

[DIVYA]

The imagery of the stoic trees shedding their leaves and fruits with the seasons is beautiful. Learning to let go is not easy and yet change is a given and moving with time is a must. So wisdom is in letting go and grow. So much said in a few words.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Your kindness of your words warm my heart. Thank you, Divya!

[DIVYA]

You're most welcome! 🙋‍♀️💕

[Einstein Noodle]

the minimalist supreme Ms. Legs!! i love it .. your poem instantly sparks my imagination in relating to the trees .. stoic and rooted but swaying and bending with the tides .. and most of all the letting go .. we can be such poor students of that and it only brings harm to our souls at a point .. wonderful poetry .. love the message, simplicity and stripped bare so all can see .. love love love this one my friend
E.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I am smiling from ear to ear. You have a way of making my day. Thank you, Gene! xo

[Dara]

Beautiful Kelly! There is something very spiritual about trees. They loom over us like giant guardians of the world. When my grandson was younger he would go up to a tree and hug it. It was the sweetest thing.

In just several profound lines you spoke volumes. Trees are some of nature’s best. Perhaps that is why there are so many poems and stories written about them.

Well done Kelly! Have a wonderful day. :-)

[Kelly Scheppers]

When I was a little girl, the street where I lived was lined with oak trees. I've never forgotten their stoic nature and majestic beauty. Yes, there is a spiritual quality about them, and I love your grandson's idea to hug them. Such a beautiful review, Dara. Thank you!

[Dara]

I can almost picture your street growing up. It would be especially beautiful in the fall with the colorful leaves. Hugs! Dara

[Kelly Scheppers]

...oh, it was indeed!

[Patricia Wedel]

Nature teaches us many things… even the trees weep with falling leaves that nourish the Earth. The Evergreens are our Shelter through the Snow and Ice. There is an awakening in the Spring… when sleeping flowers begin to blossom. The cycle of Life and letting Go will renew our Faith when skies are blue and Mourning Doves return to warm our ♥️ Hearts and Coo with nests of tiny peeps of Charity. tenderly, Pat

[Kelly Scheppers]

I love to listen to the wind rustling through the trees. It's nature at its finest. Thank you, Pat!

[John the Baptist]

Good analogy here. And of the trees, perhaps the saplings are the wisest. It's the great oaks that get toppled by the storms.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I'm
Thank you, John. I appreciate your visit!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

trees seem to take what comes...
storms will sometimes fell them...but they surely know how to withstand...
I really like this one.
j.

[Kelly Scheppers]

The shorter they get the more appreciative I am. Thank you, Jacob!

[Ciara]

Oh yes, we do stand tall and brave the weather. Well done with this tiny yet meaningful poem.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, Ciara! ...and welcome to my page!

[W. Barrett Munn]

Amazing again, Kelly. Sixteen words and you say more than most do in pages. Maybe some day you can arrange these smaller gems one below another to form a beautiful necklace.

Winston

[Kelly Scheppers]

What a lovely thought! Thank you so much, Winston. They truly are my gems!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right dear Kelly. We do learn to say goodbye too easy. Amazing use of words my dear friend.
Coyote

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, John. I thought this would be a good follow up to my poem about the willow.

[Coyote Poetry]

It was dear Kelly and you are welcome.