Release is not a fall or loss,
It’s sky reclaimed by hands across;
The weight removed becomes the flight
The end transforms to gentler light
What once was held becomes the air
What once was pain turns into prayer;
Each drop of grief refines the soul
Each broken thread completes the whole
The things once mine now drift afar
Their glow becomes another star;
I wave to them with tranquil eyes
Their leaving builds my clearer skies
To let is faith to free is grace
The heart learns love through empty space;
Each farewell sings the silence rings—
Letting go remembers wings