Lost

What’s it like to be lost?
I wonder as I wander
through the forest
on a trail
riddled with cracks
from the hot summer heat.

Leaves make a shhhh sound
as they catch a slight wind.
Lost in their own song.

A cardinal belts out his call
for his long lost love.
I say lost, because it’s more like a croak,
as if he’s starting to lose hope

What’s it like to be lost?
I wonder as I wander
through the field
blossomed with alfalfa and clover

Bees skirt from flower bud to flower bud
lost in their daily routine

a doe whistles as she flees
from her natural flight instinct
whooshing through the grass, her tail up
soon lost in the scenery

does a buck grow back antlers
because he lost them
or does he lose them
in hopes of them growing back bigger?

What’s it like to be found?
I wonder as I wander
further and further into the tangles of wild thorns

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Author: Angellus1325

I'm a little weird. I'm sad I didn't get to take advantage of being a kid in the 90's. But I'm a big believer in Jesus.

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