Letting Go

Everything dies
everything breaks
and nothing remains
except for the ache
for the what-might-have-been
and the things that are lost
in the passage of time
as the bridges are crossed
and some of them burn
and all of them sway
in the swift wind of change
with every new day
So the heart must let go
of the things that can’t stay
as they fall to the ground
and slowly decay.