I am here this moment
yet so lost ago
Over the constellations
of candles and obstacles
I am here this moment
yet so lost ago
Under the grass
of cuts and comfort
I am here this moment,
yet so lost ago
Through the winds
of time and resistance
Where will I journey
with no map
nor star to guide me?
I am here this moment
yet so lost ago
Hoping the next step I take
might lead me home.
(I know the little girl picture doesn't match the poem, but I thought she was cute and deserved a post)
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