Lost
Lost is where I am..
Home is now just a distant memory..
Images of the past linger ..
Slowly turns into dust..
Early morning fog appears
Surrounds ..
Distorted atmosphere
Visibility lacks..
Heavy thickness of fog blinds us..
We cannot see what is there..
We question what is where
We question what is there
Blinded by the golden light..
Oblivious to atrocities
Turn a blind eye
To one in need..
Lost..
A yearning for home..
Where the heart remains..
Allow images of the past capture fond loving memories..
Fog had been lifted..
Heavy thickness evaporates
A clear blue sky.
A warm glowing sun shines beautifully..
Follow your heart..
As your heart knows what lies within
Awareness is the key..
Never turn a blind eye..
Lend a helping hand to one in need...
As your love
And all love soars high above the clouds..
Lost is now found..
Copyright © Robertina B. | Year Posted 2020
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