I’m B.
I’m lost in being found. If you really
think about it, you’ll get it; I think you may understand me, feel me, get me,
be me. In the rubble no more, tossed no more, strong and growing I am. Peace I
AM.
Today, I delight in the sun that shines specifically
and perfectly for me; today. You are
sun. You are present. You are…
Like breath, I delight in being lost in the
found…to be centered and free, to defy gravity in such an abstract beautifully
chaotic world. I am lost…in the found.
To find myself in the midst of sharing days
of sand and snow, I revel in being lost in the found. The “closer” I get the
feelings of being lost fades and joins the feeling of being. Being made and
content in the moment of being lost in the found… Being immersed in the beauty
of …being beautiful in the being.
I’m joyously lost in you, I’m lost in the
found.
(Sometimes dramatic reveal simplistic and
honest truths)
