The Art of Letting Be

Let them speak, let them do,
Let them tread their chosen path.
You are not the keeper of their truths,
Nor the weight of their aftermath.

Some will judge, some will sting,
Some will twist the light to shade.
But you hold the power to decide
What burdens in your heart are laid.

Not every battle needs a fight,
Not every word deserves a stand.
There’s peace in stepping to the side,
And strength in staying where you land.

For the world will turn, as it always does,
With its noise, its chaos, its ceaseless spin.
Your mind’s a temple, guard it well,
Let stillness be your victory within.

Choose to breathe, choose to pause,
Choose to let the moment flow.
In their storms, you’ll find your calm,
In their fire, your quiet glow.

Let them be, as you remain,
Rooted, steady, free.
For the greatest gift you give yourself
Is the art of letting be.