One day, a very long time ago,
I knew it,
that which is my essence.
I don’t remember when it was that I knew it,
but I know it was.
Then,
at some point while this world was happening to me,
I lost it,
forgot it,
or maybe, actually,
ran from it.
Now, thankfully,
it moves in and out and through
me;
mostly in the morning
when I am sitting with You.
That essence,
that stillness,
that safe, eternal glow
whose embers warm my soul,
whose flame lights my way,
I am starting to truly know it
once more.
This time,
I
pray
I
will
not
forget.