I was told once to let go of my anger.
That it was an emotional bomb
which kept exploding
as I hugged it tight against my chest.
So I let it go.
I let it roll from my hands
straight into my heart, and there it took root.
It grew and it festered into unhappiness
and discontent, into personal grudges
and bitterness.
You see
You cannot just let go of anger, first it must be transmuted into grief,
because grief can be processed.
You will hurt
You will weep
You will mourn
You will let go and you will heal.
I understand now,
why sometimes we are not ready to let go of anger,
until we can accept its true name is grief.