when you’ve taken enough detours
and are seeking a direct route
when you’ve had your fill of subterfuge
and your heart is playing subtler fugues
when you are seeking but not lost
hungering but not empty…
i am planning a revival of the soul
and i am aspiring toward an elusive goal
i am thanking the span of time
for somewhere in the course of that journey
traversing barren landscapes
i found a blossom
battered by winds and still in bloom
and on a lonely roadside
in a sea of shadow
i met myself…
