Lost & Found

In the alcoves of my thoughts

I take refuge

To find me

Within the self that was Lost

And forgotten

When I thought

To have found you.

You never were really there

But you were

Just a semblance

And a projection of my desire.

Now here I am

With the rubbles of my shattered self

Buried

then resuscitated.

Once again I will sing

With joy

Like a nightingale

Who found his way

To spring.

Finished are the gloomy years

As I let them go

And I let the tears disappear

Ready for the justice of the time to come

I revisit past roads

That no longer have meaning

Feeling the restlessness

of when I was young

I embrace my uncertainties

my weaknesses

And I accept who I am

While seeing my wonderful imperfections

I stop doubting myself

And whom I want to be and love

And I start from here,

I start from me.