Finding Me Poem by Maggie Wolf

why do i need to find me
how can i be so silly as to lose myself?
its not like i can dropp myself
or be careless and leave me on some shelf
i cant fall out of a pocket
even if it has a big fat hole
i cant get lost up high on a mountain
or down on some rocky ocean shoal
i cant help looking because i know i am lost
but, silly me, how can that be
one does not lose ones self
but here i am still looking for me
i find me sometimes
inside a glimpse of the past
looking in pictures or memories
those tend to last
but where is me now?
i am stuck at a dead end
in a maze of my life
it is at least defenitealy a bend
i find myself sometimes
unexpected moments of tears
of laughter and smiles
then i find myself most uncommonly clear
but the next moment i have to look again
i think maybe i wait and i hide
for the stars to shine
for the next high tide
wherever i am
yesterday, today, or tomorrow
whatever i feel
joy, confusion, or sorrow
i keep on seeking
down a tunnel or up a tree
i am never truly sad
because i am finding me


Written in 2005