I came across this poem that I thought would help you start your week with a good frame of mind. It’s called Let Them Go by Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
Let the dream go. Are there not other dreams
In vastness of clouds hid from thy sight
That yet shall gild with beautiful gold gleams,
And shoot the shadows through and through with light?
What matters one lost vision of the night?
Let the dream go!!
Let the hope set. Are there not other hopes
That yet shall rise like new stars in thy sky?
Not long a soul in sullen darkness gropes
Before some light is lent it from on high;
What folly to think happiness gone by!
Let the hope set!
Let the joy fade. Are there not other joys,
Like frost-bound bulbs, that yet shall start and bloom?
Severe must be the winter that destroys
The hardy roots locked in their silent tomb.
What cares the earth for her brief time of gloom
Let the joy fade!
Let the love die. Are there not other loves
As beautiful and full of sweet unrest,
Flying through space like snowy-pinioned doves?
They yet shall come and nestle in thy breast,
And thou shalt say of each, “Lo, this is best!”
Let the love die!
What I like about this poem is its reminder that ahead of us there is more of everything we desire. We can let go of the past, all of its glories and, especially, all of its woes. We can trust that just up ahead we will meet up with more dreams, hope, joy. and love.
Let go of what’s gone before so that your hands are open and free to receive all that the Goodness that this week has in store for you!
Your Friend and Pep Pal,