Finding what was lost

Finding What Was Lost

I’m searching for something I’ve lost. You can’t help me look for it.

I can’t quite remember what I did with it. This thing that seems to elude me.

How could I misplace something so important?

I became complacent, that’s what happened.

What was an intrinsic part of me, not nurtured, left me abandoned.

If I call to it, it does not come like a puppy who has escaped the yard with its tail tucked in between his legs.

I have to show what I’ve lost, that it is of value to me.

“Hello?” please come back. I swear I’ll do better, and work harder than I ever have.

I know now that my existence is meaningless without this part of me.

Realizing this, I reach into the dark places of my mind for the light switch to flip on.

Recalling every detail about what I love to do, nurturing what gives me purpose.

Because, in the end, only I can fulfill this need.

Reinventing, transforming, and evolving. Finding myself along to way.

Becoming a better version of what I was and, in doing that, embrace me.

Hello soul.

By,

Randy McPeek

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1/12/ 2019