letting it go

she lets her hair
go
one winter.
allowing it
to be white
and grey like
ash being
swept up
into the blue
sky. she feels
relieved.
finally
letting
her wrinkles
show, her weariness
become full
and whole.
she's earned
this raise
of consciousness.
she likes
what she sees
now. after all
these years of
keeping
the years at bay.