I asked the universe
if I should let you go.
I waited in silence,
with my heart suspended
The pendulum swayed,
slow, solemn
and stopped on no.
But the truth
arrived before the answer.
Because even if the universe
had whispered yes,
even if the whole sky
had asked me to let you go,
I wouldn’t have been able to.
You are in my soul.
You are my soul.
How do you let go
of a part of yourself?
How do you untie
what has become your roots?
This is not love that rests lightly
it is love that dwells within.
And what dwells within
cannot be torn away
it simply is.
©Diana Mistera
