Sunday, August 26, 2012


i feel pieces of myself coming back to me



and that timid slow sometimes

brings a rush to my spirit

a buoy to my soul

a meager comfort that i am not completely gone

i've been lost and found so many times

in the course of my small life

that it never occurred to me

i could become so lost that i wouldn't even notice

my own twisty wandering

but notice i did

and i feel the resurgence of life

the familiar spark

that tells me i am here


that i persist

and more than that i have passion just like breath

and i can wake from this slumber

and soar

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