We’re taught to grasp to hold to stay
Yet life was meant to drift away
To keep too tight is to decay
To let things be is love’s pure way
Acceptance is not giving in
It’s strength that hides beneath the skin
It’s peace disguised as quiet grace
It’s choosing calm instead of race
You lose what fights to be confined
But find what’s left by heart not mind
The sea returns what we release
The shore receives what ends in peace
Let go not out of cold retreat
But to make every ending sweet
The art of letting simply be
Is love refined through clarity