Wednesday, December 1, 2010

finding roots

photos albums strewn.
emotions thick with dust stir.
its me in all those photographs. in all those places far and long away.
i have been here hidden under layers of loss. retreating from myself and who i have become.
or who i have said i am.
a smile crosses my heart as i realize that i have me. that perhaps i am not lost.
or forgotten.
that i have the parts to put me back together.
that the roots of me are still alive. dormant but alive.
i have only to give them nutrients and i will begin to grow.
once again blossom.
and this time, i will not push myself into what i think i am. i will feel my way tentatively as a root slowly unfurls its awesome potential into new thick soil.

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