A gift

There I was...

Holding onto the thing I thought I needed,
the thing that seemed such a part of me,
that hurt me even as I gripped it tighter.

And there HE was, holding out a gift.

I had to let go of what I held
to receive what HE wanted to give me.

The wondrous gift made me forget
all about the thing I had held.

And I will never look back
again.