One by
              one,
                      I drop
              them
                        off

           like leaves
               upon
                  the autumn
                        wind

                 then watch
                              them
                            drift
                                   away

                                       and fade:

                  those thoughts
             one must
         give up

    to live...

    dejection, dreading,
     anger, hurt

    confusion, sorrows,
     greed, regrets

    anxiety
     in any form

    nostalgia, bias,
     ignorance

    suspicions, envy,
     obsessions

    outmoded views,
     illusions, pride.

     And, once it's done,
      the branches of
     my mind are free
     to reach up toward
    the winter sky
   and grasp
  the cooler winds
 without
the burdens of
the worrisome.