the Lost and Found

the Lost and Found

a forgetful and frivolous child, she was

misplacing this, leaving behind that

paying visits to the Lost and Found

until it became

a habit. 

time after time

she found what she was looking for

the miniature clock, the music box, the lacy sock - little lost treasures

she reclaimed 

as hers

and all was well

time passes by, seasons creep in and out - and just like that

she is back - she. is. back.

in the Lost and Found 

but this time

it’s not her sparkly pink pencil that’s lost

it’s

her.

She is adrift

She's falling. down. descending further and further, collapsing into unceasing depths. She's dizzy, so dizzy -

her mind

half wandering through yesterday-

-half pondering tomorrow

her fingers

hesitant to let go of the past, yet unwilling to open the door to the future

She is

frantically searching

for what?

She - doesn't know…

the falling stops, just then

and she is in a familiar place

the unsteadiness turns to clarity

her feet are stable now. firmly planted on the ground. in the Lost and Found. and she finds-

Herself.

-it’s all here

right here

in front of her

She is here. 

and she always has been.