Spring Clean

 

I’’m letting go of all the bits and bobs

that have accumulated in my heart –

feelings that no longer fit or that pinch

its soft places. I’m sweeping out the

people and places that have gathered in

corners like spider webs. I’m doing a Spring

clean in the basement chambers, going

through boxed up memories, keeping only

the most precious and releasing the rest

to be blown away by winds of change

 

• Written in response to Rene Magritte’s painting, Golconda

 

Golconda by Rene Magritte

 

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