what happens next

as I swing on this
hammock stretched out under
the blue
sky
on a late Monday afternoon
I sigh.
I let out a deep long breath
of relief.
exorcising all pain,
all grief.
I let go.
it's a gentle swing, back
and forth.
to and fro.
it carries my weight well,
between the clouds
and the earth,
I let the past completely
go.
I surrender to what lies
ahead. to the life
I've yet to know.
let's see what happens
next.