Learning to let go of

and hold on to

at the same time

is confusing and hard.

letting go of the anguish of

meaningless mistakes

and holding on to the lovely orange

i had for breakfast

its beautiful color

the smallness of it

its life affirming juice

its promise of happiness

a gift from a friend

a pure moment

with no forward or backward

suspended in time.

i love that orange more

than any other thing

at this moment

it is all that I have

it is all that I am

i am eaten

and i am gone.