Lost

I lost something along the way

and, indeed, it took so many days

to know at last it can’t be found

down here on this unholy land.

It was a search that sapped the heart

of all its good and precious parts

to leave it flat and lifeless

with no breath to pump it up.

And yet it breathes now just enough

to keep it mostly strong and tough

to bear the loss with fortitude

and all of its embedded grace.

It can’t forget, no, not at all

the times that put it so in awe

of love’s amazing sneak and creep

into life’s normality.

The sky is blue, today it’s blue

with no clouds to bar my view

of where it sits so far above

my stretch and reach of long ago.

I know it’s there and you should to;

true love is always faithful, true!