I walk in the park
crushing the fallen leaves
under the soles of my shoes
not for revenge
nor do I get a thrill
from their final destruction
I am looking for something
something that I had lost
a long time ago
a part of me
that drifted away
a part of me
that I set free
a part of me
that I was happy to let go of
until one day
it dawned on me
that I had lost the best part
the part that made me
human
the part that made me
loving
the part that made me
inquisitive
the part that made me
happy
my feet walk among the fallen leaves
and crush the dryness of their souls
I can feel
my soul begin to
grow again
I can feel
the child in me
coming home
depression filled the dryness
of my soul
something from the leaves
spoke to that
inside of me
which was lost
awaking a lost desire
to laugh again
to feel again
where had I gone
where had I been
a presence of soul was lost
only the physical remained
not a zombie
but knocking on the door
to the presence of hell
fearing what was there
wanting the door to open
hoping for someone
to find me
and bring me home
the crushing leaves
awakened my soul
again
gsbatty/Feb 2015
I could hardly believe my eyes when I saw your blog pop up in my reader with a new post!! Happy homecoming, you've been missed! I hope we will see more of you here. I understand well that dead feeling that sometimes overtakes us... but somehow we always seem to find our way out of it again.
ReplyDeleteThanks Josie..hope to stick around and I'll be writing a thing or two on your site.
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