I was walking down the streets,
Trying to search something that i had lost.
I walked miles at nights,
to different lanes and blocks,
trying to find what i’d lost.
The night’s were scary,
the streets were lonely.
The road was wet and my feet cold.
With each step the night grew colder,
But the desire to find it was stronger.
Strangers came, stopped by
They said i was insane,
without any support and base.
But i stared at the dark road,
and walked ahead.
The search became longer than it seemed
and success was nowhere to be seen.
But my faith was strong.
I took a deep breath and
The nights became quiet
and the lights of hope seemed to fuse. . .
A ray of Light fell over my face.
It was a new dawn.
A rising Hope.
The search seemed to end,
But what was lost was still to be found.
I walked. Again.
But now on wet grass
with butterflies circling me
spreading the scents of velvety flowers.
a mysterious force forced me to walk towards a lake.
The water was clear and still,
without a single ripple.
Everything changed and started to make sense.
The journey was over and i found what every damaged soul searches for.
I had found,
the “Lost ME”.