Letting Go

Drink down the poison chalice,
and a beautiful garden blooms
Am I dreaming, or dead?
I suppose it doesn't matter
it is there to be enjoyed

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Has the sound of giving up. That, of course, is the last feeling before death.

[Sad Unc Days 3562]

And yet, in giving up, you can be uplifted.
Sometimes we are not swimming up, but down.
Or the universe takes a turn for the rare and absurd.
Or a ray of kindness shines.

[ETERNITY]

While I adore Randall, I think this write is actually a cry of victory!
The author recognizes the poison, names it and will avoid it!
Great philosophical write!

[Randall]

Perhaps you may well be echoing the words of Socrates, while he drank his chalice of hemlock...

Well written and very relatable, Sad Unc Days 3562...

Randall...