Returning

by K.C. Mendan

Every day I forget

I lose myself in a rush

I only feel me

See only my story

The only thing that matters

A task in front of me

I look out for a moment

The leaves have changed

The light has shifted

The wind blows differently

I stop, I am here

It starts to come back

I am everything

I am nothing

A whole that is just a part

I separated myself

But now I am reabsorbed

I am aware, divine