Let It Go Poem by Tribhuvan Mendiratta

From cocoon emerges a butterfly
As lady from her door
Let it go
Let its wings kiss the sun.
Mark the transient butterfly,
spark of life
waving wings of gold,
silent wanderer mid the singing birds,
Takes flight,
Irrevocably free,
O daintiest reveler of earth!
Thy calm eyes never close,
Earth, Sky, yours to roam
O soul without a home,
wish it could have stayed,
Fluttering by,
Like a floating flower
Beauty so rare.
A flying flower,
Let it go