Untamed Stallion

I like to hold on tight to this life. Feel it in my grip. Wrap it snug in a lasso and bring it to submission so that it is still. Then, I feel like I am in control. But like an untamed stallion, it always bucks me loose. Only when I let go and release, does it relax enough for me to get close. Otherwise, it’s always at a distance.  

That is the nature of life, reach for something, finally get it, and then let it go. We can never be satisfied or hold onto something for very long. It all goes away in the end. Love. Life. Thoughts. Ideas. Aspirations. Friends. Family. Everything we own is but a temporary possession. One minute ours, the next someone else’s, until it is no one’s, the way it has always been.