The dead ones are not hanging on

To deeds done,

Things said.

You are,

The alive one

And it keeps you immobile and tangled in

Thoughts;

No action.

You

With the beating heart and thinking mind.

Let the past go.

It is an unbearable weight

A hefty anchor

A

Thorny tether.

Let the heavy bits dissolve and up

Up you go.

Freedom lies in your thoughts.