It was missing-
the motivation-
it had left me quietly-
to my dismay-
without my information
Today, in the dawning hours,
as I put my legs outside
to roll into my regular walk
I found it waiting at the entrance
of my compound wall
as if it wanted a re-entry
Why should I go to it?
Let it come to me-
as the proverbial mountain did
It was all behind me
throughout the end
of my session-
speaking singing storytelling
I am now finding-
it is in
For I had involuntarily kept open
my entrance gate
March 10, 2023
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
as the proverbial mountain did.., . significant....