Let It Go

Let everything be
For a little while
Quit shaping,
Pruning
and organizing
The plants
So that they grow
Controlled
In the dirt
Never to wander up the fence
With wild arms
This idea of perfection
For which you strive
Is driving everyone
Crazy
Including you
Let everything be
Your presentation
Does not have to be
Perfect
For you to experience the
Hand of Love
Gently rocking your Chair
God loves,
Even your crazy morning hair
And Torn Pajamas
Let everything be
The pressure is only building
Because you won’t let go
Of the idea of perfect