Lost and Found
March 24, 2018
An open heart speaks for beauty. I think that I am not alone in this experience so I let it stand.
Lost and Found
When I came, here
to earth
I left something,
or someone,
behind
I don’t remember who
or what
but, I feel
the grief,
every day
I cried a lot
My mother told me
I was hard on them
my family
I didn’t know why
Slowly, I closed
I didn’t mean to
Something
went wrong
I couldn’t
fix it
I went away,
or was sent,
here,
to earth,
but,
deep inside,
the memory
lingered
Lost memories
hidden
forgotten
buried
forbidden
like a punishment
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Then
one day
my heart spoke
She said
I hurt
I’m ugly
I’m sad
so alone
Don’t touch me
I saw her
I said
I’m here, now
Somehow
Somewhere
You are beautiful
We will find you
Now
the sore
is open wide
I grieve
something
someone
When
I was closed
and dark
I thought
she was hateful
Open
I see her
She held
the pain
close
Love
seeps in
through the cracks
sometimes
She is tender
cautious
I am tender
cautious
still guilty
unforgiveable
Grief comes
unforgettable
I see her
the one
who is me,
full of sadness
and remorse
Yet
She is found
I am found
Love seeps in
sits quiet by
and says
I see you
Come close
You are beautiful
We are one
I am beautiful
We are One
March 24, 2018
