Familiar Ground

Within a large darkness, I stand.
Spirit depleted, wholeness defeated – where is my self?
The best parts of me are nestled, here and there, out of reach.
I’ve forgotten what peaceful feels like.
I know enervated,
oh yes.
I know tense, busy, scattered.
Fearful.
Resigned.
Where is my God-spark, my true self, my soul?
Disconnected.
Unplugged.
I am not lost,
no,
I know just where I am:
on the wrong side of twilight,
murky and mired.
So very tired.
Waiting to remember how to glow.

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