I feel my heart sink within me,
a strange sort of desolation,
the loss of something I don’t know of,
a truth which I have been unable to find.
There is a secret that everyone knows,
but I am left alone,
quiet in my little corner,
tired in my little life.
Fate, perhaps, has passed me by,
blowing by me in a careless wind.
Left am I to watch as Time smirks at my loss.
Words speak of my own destiny,
but I fear it has fallen past my fingertips,
slipped through the cracks of my soul,
given to someone more worthy.
The Earth has come full circle,
reminding me of my past,
whispering the truths I cannot hear.
I moved forward, or so I thought.
My heart calls out for no one,
though it sighs at night
when even I cannot stop it.
The search for his touch is unending,
yet I do not know where to begin.
It is the smile I seek, the look in his eyes,
the embrace so tender that I will cry
when first its warmth surrounds me.
© Johanna Fugitt 2017