Myself Returned Poem by Susan Lacovara

Forgive that I have been far too long
Too far away from you

Consumed by little of true importance
I meandered through the winter months
Like a shepherd seeking his flock

I sifted through the spread out hours
Grains of sands fallingfrom the hold of my hand
Head down against the whistle of the wind

And now, here I am
Returned to familiar soil

I exhale
Allowing myself to embrace what changed

Coming back to corners where soft light falls
And I accept the invitation of an oversized chair
Near the window where I can watch the lake lounging
Under the colors of sunset's calm

I sometimes forget the abundance that simplicity offers
Until the moon reminds me to look up